Shooting birds from the window Watch as they scatter And dance their way To some far off distance There is something satisfying in it Even when it's distasteful -Kel Dayheart
Crash
Caffeine rushes through my blood In an empty rush That slowly crashes Like the driver Who thought he could make it Those last few miles Before sleep -Kel Dayheart
Last Life
You have used Eight of your nine lives
Eager
I've got murder on the brain And eager hands
Mind F___
… contains cursing... if you didn't notice the title
Noose
The noose around my neck is tightening Like a workman fixes
Grave
I'm past one foot in the grave I'll just lie down
Errors
Steel bites Into my skin
Oh my
Blood splatter Mind scattered
Quote of the Week #15
I'm fond of The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe. Back in the day, we had to memorized the first two stanza. So I'm still very fond of the first stanza. "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly... Continue Reading →
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