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only five hours until my alarm goes off
lying awake about an hour after I went to bed thoughts toss and turn in my mind better than a cup of coffee thoughts of melancholy and loss days gone by days of blunder d… -
Marclaeus Reports: Insurgents Remain Despite Surge
Marclaeus Reports: Insurgents Remain Despite Surge by B. Marclar Gen. David Marclaeus, commander of the U.S. and Hamster coalition forces in Stratford, told Congress yesterday that he is confident that th… -
Lost and Found
Lost Lost Lost Lost and alone Lost without a friend in the world Lost and scared Lost in the dark Lost and hungry Lost and I don’t know how much more I can take Lost Lost Lost and I’m afr… -
11 days until Halloween
I'm not sure if this fits the trends for Scary Poems or if I'm just pissed off at my myriad of bosses at work.Scary Poem 8?this place is dying and everyone here is a corpse a shade, a mockery of humanity shambling … -
14 days until Halloween!
Scary Poem 6The dead are restless in their graves.Tossing and turning on wooden beds,while visions of sugarbrains dance in their heads.They give in to temptation and go into town.First they stop by the diner for a bite t… -
Out with the Old
God is dead Or at least if he’s not dead He’s bedridden in a hospital Being fed prayers and worship Through an IV drip Spirituality is a whore Painting her face with self-help makeup Real lo… -
21 Days Remaining...
Scary Poem 4 (Easily one of the most disgusting things I've ever written. I make me proud.) The old hag was horrifyingly ugly Placid yellow eyes sunk deep in a wrinkled brow Bulbous red nose sw… -
sitting by the river at the edge of my mind
i sit by the river and contemplate all that is right and wrong with the world how love can bind two souls as one even as hate bangs on the door seeking admission may the lovers not be … -
24 Days Remaining...
As you might guess from the titles, I plan on doing a lot of these this month. It's the most wonderful time of the year!Scary Poem 1Poor Jenny Marks.Glassy eyes stricken with fear.Throat slashed in an angry smilethat dr… -
I am ******
I amfilled with excusesfor why my life isn'twhat I want writer's block lack of sleep lack of ambition too much work arms too shortto slap myself out of…
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