With that in mind; I fully intend to dress up like Cap'n Crunch today, go stand outside of a karate dojo and do free caricatures on bologna slices while constantly smoking clove cigarettes, and muttering a free-style rap about feline obesity.


The SkeletonHe removed the gloves of callus from his hands Unsheathing his blood-soaked, skeletal fans No longer a man No longer alive He became something nature could never contriveThe Skeleton
He peeled back his face with a grin like a ghoul He wound out his guts like a thread from a spool He couldn't feel pain He couldn't feel sadness The only thing in him was raw, raving madness
He slid back his scalp like a silky red hull As if shelling a walnut, cracked open his skull He took out his brain - It was no longer wanted His memories twisted, tormented and haunted  


Mary BellMary Bell was quite contrary A precocious bird of eleven And, if you were to challenge her She'd send you straight to HeavenMary Bell
Dolls and pink bows weren't for Mary Nor tea parties and scones Her interests lay blue; mutilated Between two concrete stones
A porcelain face and pert, black smile Bright eyes of demolition Her mask of youth could not beguile Her violent volition
So, when the kids came out to play Sweet Mary merely plotted She preyed on purity; she painted Pain in colors, rotted
When they carried Brian Howe's &nbs


The Advent Of The Human RacistFall In a park A playgroundThe Advent Of The Human Racist
The wind recalls laughter Then, icy water rings my throat
Cold wind clinks the chains of the swings That linked me, in theory To safety
Instantly The trees
Are so bare
The limbs are too bare
They feel too much air Sure, all you can see
But, no one
Is there
To see
Just me
I remember
Washing the rust off
And, cooling the burn
From my hands In a fountain
That never stopped churning
Clear water That nev


Slashing Openthe Silver ScreenStretched taut across a rosebed of raw sinew Norma Jean With a milky stare that starved For lush bouquets of hungry mouths Folded to the center of attention Scored From one to ten A million catcalls turned her hair white Lips vermilionSlashing Openthe Silver Screen
From a thousand beastly kisses
Dorothy Gale,
Bootlessly, she beat her heals together
The rubies rolling from her soles Sobbing for deliverance Washing down barbiturates With torrents of red wine She finally succumbed
In a field of bloodshot poppies Face, a runny valentine
Margarita
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