Going through my little Bookie I notice I have written some craptastical crap. Speaking of crap I present to you this! Is it really poetry, or is it prose posing as poetry?

The Robin Sings Me to SleepLying in bed and craving sleep ( Read more... )

Suggested Listening: "Nay Tomorrow" from Silent Hill

Tomorrow (in progress ( Read more... )

I do feel bad about this, since I'm not posting any crappy poetry or prose this time, but this definitely merits a rule break ( Read more... )

Put this here before I forget about it.

The 9:32 to Grand CentralNine fifteen ( Read more... )

And Through it All, it Came Down to Me and the ScarecrowOne clear and starry blackened eve ( Read more... )

Somewhere off the Coast of Maine You'll Find Me Alone in a CaveI had a dream in which I died ( Read more... )

Today is the Day the Conductor Will Learn and Remember my NameAnother morning ( Read more... )

A Very Short Lullaby

With these stories that I've read
To rest my weary, sordid head
I find it hard to lie in bed
Now that my demons have been fed.

The Taste of Homemade Lemon Cake

A cake freshly baked and
   The first
  -SLICE-
   Releases the aroma
    That takes me back
      I'm reminded of her and how she's gone

I come back
  And I realize
This cake
Tastes salty and is very soggy.

Anatomy of the Fermentation SceneIs it the hand that holds me near ( Read more... )