The Fella: A Halloween TaleOne All-Hallow's-Eve so dreary, I did homework, bored and weary,The Fella: A Halloween Tale4 years ago in Spooky Stories More Like This
Over many a heavy volume of biology and lore
While I studied, still and sleepy, I felt a presence, close and creepy
As if someone had come to greet me, greet me sitting at my chore
"'Tis just a dream," I muttered, "So sleepy and about to snore
Only this and nothing more."
But a devil-beast appearing in my work soon interfering,
Straight it wheeled my desk chair in front of laptop and Explorer
Then upon the cushion sinking, Fe'la betook himself to linking
Webpage unto webpage, winking as he led me to procrastination's door
Will this fiend so costumed leave me study anymore?
Quoth the Fella, "Nevermore."
That Demon Fella, never jaunting, still is haunting, still is haunting,
On the closed lid of the laptop that is sitting on my floor;
And his eyes they are compelling me to never sleep, impelling
And my desk-light o'er him felling, as I browse through dA's store
And my soul from out that website tha
Holding DeathHolding DeathHolding Death4 years ago in Open More Like This
I held death today.
It wasnt so black or dark, it was just
Five chances at it;
Five spurts of dirt snake their way up the embankment.
I feel lightning ricochet through my bones
And thunder cracking, dimly, through the headset, fading off in a little trail,
A wisp of whitish smoke.
My aim is good
But too much awe grips me
Because I have learned the art of taking life.
The scent of clover beneath my feet,
Bees bumbling into my goggles and tiny insects of sweat
Crawl down my spine.
I squeeze my lids shut and suddenly glimpse
A frail gilded hummingbird,
Its beauty matched only by its futile
Frantic beating of wings against air.
PurgatoriosI have sat in the mouth of Satan and heard his words,Purgatorios3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tasted his fear.
You also were there and rushed headlong into the black hole.
The sand caught fire and we ran,
Naked, noble, slicked limbs and flashing eyes.
I rejoiced in my torment, and still I ran.
"Sorrow, not loathing has fixed itself so deep within my heart.
It will be long before it is stripped away."
Time slowed and we were forbidden to run.
They ran around us, but you grasped me from behind
And I could not kiss you.
Higher we climbed, past greedy and virtuous,
Lovers and killers and tyrants, all
I am not sure if lingered long in the place where sins are burned away,
What penance we made
Or if the time for making penance was long since passed.
But when we reached the peak of Purgatorios,
We drank of the river Lethe and forgot.