Poetry Camp (February)
Fox-Trot-9

Day 27: Halls of Wattpad

The halls of Wattpad echo through the night,
   Its users drifting lonely like the shades
That whisper of bad tidings; in their plight,
   Through messages exchanged and voting trades,
   I've seen a tantalizing glimpse of Hades.
Through all the strings of coding, I have seen
   An oculus of sunshine stab the darkness
That now infects my dreams with things unseen,
Things lurking in the codes through my computer screen.

(To be continued . . .)

A/N: Here's a little piece that I just decided to fish out of the dust bin and tweaked it a bit for this collection.