The Dealer of Death

[deadmansfolly]

I have this posted on my writing.com portfolio...if you all like it, I'll post more things that I've written in here.

The Dealer of Death

He creeps,
He crawls,
He slithers,
He rolls,

Who is this man, you ask?
He's created in your fires
Your deepest desires
He's what you want
And you can have it

For a small price of course
It's not much, for one such as yourself
The counjourer of spirits
A jack of all trades

Would you care to play his game?
It's not that hard
But it requires a wager
Not money, but something more dear

So make your bid
But do so wisely
Because if you lose
You'll find that the cost is pricey!