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This challenge has asked this of me: Connect the picture above, a poem about a ghost, and something about a telephone in order to come up with a synthesized writing.
On the telephone I overheard
by means of cross connection
the strangest conversation
someone named Geist hated laggards
all he cared about were results
being a master of the occult
he planned to work his magic
to bring about a fate so tragic
it gave me goosebumps
thump thump thump
beat my wretched heart
giving away my position immediately
Geist vociferously vowed vengeance
my phone choked in horror
as its coils of telephone wire recoiled in shock
I proceeded to make a run for it
outside, gasping for breathe
I stopped to catch the view
of what I knew
to be the last sun set
I might have the luxury to admire
Brilliant! 🙂
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magic sleight of hand
occult danger do heed take care
i flick my wand gone
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