I am wringing my clapper neck
To and fro two
Hands of mine gripping my neck
To toss fro and to.
Like a bell,
Swinging my waist with my shaking
Aching parts. My wood carved shoulders
Hold me together in one spot, so I can splinter.
Move but can’t move. Just my clapping and my waist, so I can fabricate to run.
And when my crown finally falls,
I lose it. The cannons sputter fire,
My lip qui...
In the quiet, little Travis can dream
Fantasize about rockets to the 4th moon Zeta phi. He can conjure an ambitious adventure in the eastern jungles, teaming with deadly wildlife that protects the sacred artifacts. He can imagine a warrior woman
So tall and dark, combating against vampires
In cities glowing in the moonlight. He can write about a time traveler who has to stop the zombie wars from...
When I was six,
Dry mud on my fingertips,
I ran over a toad
With my bike on a mysterious, concrete road.
It had hopped right in front of me
And felt like pebble under the tire, you see.
But I had known instantly what I’d done
That dark afternoon with very, little sun.
I had been peddling so fast, to see if I could fly
Instead in seconds, I killed the little guy.
I hit my brakes immediately, ...
I watched you take time
To play with partners
Instead of clean your room.
Like a gorgeous cat tossing a bird across the ground with silver wings.
You liked plucking
Gorgeous feathers. 🪶
By sitting across them at your dinner table
“I want you, I like you.” You’d say. Smile.
Smile like cheshire ready to start the game.
And they would welcome you into their homes. Likely, the homes were extr...
Dear Mrs. Swan,
I must sincerely apologize as I will be unable to attend your ball. Something urgent has come up you see, and I am unable to shuck my responsibilities.
They got me. They stole my life and placed me here in the industrial period. I’m afraid we won’t meet again.
Sincerely,
Sir Silly String...
When I returned home I was not prepared
For what I’d see everywhere
Shattered glass and broken furniture
Gave the impression that it was a tornado
But I live in the desert
A dust devil maybe? No, something
much worse. It has lingered in my home a
Long time. Yet today it decided to
Reveal its true intentions and curse me.
My tv stand in pieces, my table has fallen,
My furniture has scratche...
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So you dug your claws into
The bare skin on my back
And breathed into my ear
That I looked tastier than a snack
I lunged for the dirt and found the cross
Stabbing you in the eye with it
And then I scrambled up and was gone
They found three bodies
Close to my complex
And you were in the crowd
Pale and long haired elegance
Crimson brown irises
You were staring at...
