Floating Heads

They seem harmless.

Blind.

Smiling.

Helpful.

It starts with one.

She offers you help.

Promises to lead you.

out of the dark.

Her eyes covered with fabric.

Her head an inch above her neck.

Her skin translucent.

Pale.

She leads you on for days.

Almost there.

Almost there.

You see a glimmer of light.

You see eyes in the shadows.

You ignore them

More smiles greet you

Her friends.

Then more

till there are hundreds.

All their heads floating.

all their faces, smiling.

Then you remember

too late

the little poem.

that should have saved you.

Should have kept you

from becoming

just like them.

exactly like them.

Your head now floats.

dried black blood stuck

to your neck.

Your empty eyes covered.

Floating heads

your's on a peg.