The House Of The Fallen Usher

Theatre is silent and boarded up

By still planks of sorrow lonely unseated crowd

Loitering misdirected remembers bullets

Striking these halls and their attendant's marrow ripe

Flesh carving criticism red usher dismembered slowly

Sinking in the tarnished rows of bloody seats

Reviewing miles of unusable footage for the framed

Celebration of carnage captured by experts

Completes this prosecution against fleshy minimum wage

Famed for murderous indentation a blur of shrapnel

And nasty notices doing more to close down

The house than trees of shuttering planks

The reviewer gives no thanks to vastly talented

Actors plumb wrong for roles with no meat in them

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My apologies to Poe.

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