1428 2 1
|
One can’t predict the final cadence of one’s life.
|
142876
|
Ross, I've been a ghost hunter for almost 10 years now and this is a place I said I WOULD NEVER NEVER EVER go to!
|
142855
|
Another year has flown, crashed to the ground, and convulsed to its death in a final match with the meaninglessness of existence. Decided to try my luck as a Walmart greeter this year but the apomorphine treatment made me break out in hives and I reacted…
|
142843
|
I killed him. I know you probably don't believe me, but it was an accident. I'll bet everyone in this room knows Dennis Gauda.... or should I say knew him? He was District Governor a while back. He also won quite a few speech contests. Yes... he's competition,…
|
1428157
|
Got something inside me
hard as nails
keeps me walking upright
ain't never failed
|
1428109
|
He looks outside, sees everything disappearing like crumbing cookies into what appears to be a giant mouth.
|
1428165
|
As the music concludes, I'm finally in control of my emotions . . .
|
142832
|
"Sometimes things just don’t go as planned. It doesn’t mean anyone is to blame - It just is."
|
1428139
|
I was convinced that enemy bombers were on the way.
|
142876
|
Take 1. The Love Letter to an Unspoken Name Well we're beyond our appointed Moment now. We must step On what's left, alone, but That begs some explanation to These days that pinball between Stars and to the sad dreamers…
|
142842
|
In the exquisite now, I feel everything around me, in me, before and after, I think, I should call you, say goodnight, but I do not, choose instead to write this poem, as though I can capture the magic of what is happening between us in words, A…
|
142841
|
The most unoriginal, trite and hackneyed story ever written!
|
142822
|
Happy Birthday to me.
It takes just a second on waking to remember,
It's June but it feels like December.
|
142843
|
|
142741
|
Dear Friend:
As a visitor to Wonderland in the past, you are truly among our most treasured friends. It is the enthusiasm for whimsy such as yours that spurs us to continue to provide perplexing chaos for which we are so widely esteemed, the better to
|
142761
|
HORDES OF MEN desolated, struck down, destroyed, sunken form of skin and skeleton, bare cloth matted to torso, bodycage and hipbone, face and neck darkened, bloating to black, rain the endless dream stuck fast in the stone-dead skull and blood a fine sheen over all,…
|
142777
|
|
142742
|
A walled city doesn’t let you out any more easily that it has let you in earlier.
|
142721
|
Sometimes when I fall I see a ...
|
142700
|
A dark and mysterious account of an ancient traveler seeking arcane literature, and the miserable results to him after he receives what he sought.
|
142700
|
Mayumi and Rumiko stood at the top of a hill into stone forest, with the town in view from a distance. The mist made a single path, safe for everyone to travel through. In the town, there were lights flickering everywhere, some areas in total darkness.
|
142743
|
Ey’, it’s where I followed him down
|
142732
|
Natty looking
in his 2-tone shoes
and argyle socks
blue blazer
with 3 gold buttons
on each cuff
pale yellow
hemp or burlap
necktie, of course
with a blue shirt
(never white!!)
long mopish hair
hanging on his forehead
and a
|
14271911
|
Culture gives what it feels you deserve/
in the cul-de-sac of your time and place.
|
1427159
|
They were discussing reincarnation,
what animals they would come back as.
"I'd be a vole," Cranshaw said. Is a vole
even an animal? Connie asked.
|
142764
|
you tell
a stranger's story...
|
142700
|
I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
|
142721
|
Life to her had come to resemble one of those mazes you find in a puzzle book, inscrutable except by those with exceptional IQs. Mary would run her pencil down one path in search of the passage that might penetrate to the exit, then another, but the paths
|
142764
|
"...she's been seeming like she's been dreaming while awake lately..."
|
14271310
|
Tentacles hold fast to the small/
thrashing thing they believe is true//
which, devoured, once crushed/
completely still, turns into shit,
|
