I see the rage monster you try to hide, And I wonder if the monster as you see it is not but an injured animal within.
Injured animals strike at anything within reach. And as I refuse to leave your side... Well perhaps you are not the monster you think you are...
*note Right now this is sitting in the Kissed by Verse volume. I am not positive it fits the theme but I am also unsure it does not. My mind may change before publication of that volume.
okay I set up the prompts and I already did this one once because it was stuck in my head but I really am trying to do the pad challenge using the Fae Corps Publishing prompts so …
my response is :
daisy chains tied us together in flowers and paper
childhood memories tree trimmings and moments in the world
each one precious each one unique a chance to be young eternally
Excitement abounds I almost can’t wait Relax, I don’t want your baby I already ate Though I do tend to generally kill Kill things that don’t fight back I see this village What does it hold? What shall I butcher them with Fire or cold? Running from me sure you’d think ‘He’s a pathological bloodthirsty homicidal maniac!’ I’d kill kittens and puppies and bunnies I’d maim toddlers and teens and then more You see a wife? I see a widow But what then? Can’t you see? I’d kill four! I want to incinerate and decapitate I want to melt Want to melt some faces Watching the peasants…what do they call it? Ahh…grieve! I suppose that being undead there’s not much to life A soul is needed for loving…feeling… How does this all not make me…what’s that word again? Heave! You’ve nowhere to hide Nowhere to run Your village will burn like the heart of the sun! With infinite glee It’s going to be me That slaughters the world! How could I glare into these eyes And then not stab them? How could I stare at their loss And then not laugh? I’d cut him in half Then I’d graft His head back onto his shoulders Or after I’d lop it I’d make a puppet On top of a staff! I am a lord that is sometimes bored Have some urges and need to fulfill them After my mayhem I simply don’t…what’s the word? Care! The stench in the air The smell of the gore The carnage far greater than any war My legacy Death becomes…me! I’ll slaughter the world
My 2 cents –
okay I am in a silly mood. this is one of two great parody songs that the looking for group comic guys put together with an animated video for. I love them both.
okay I have always been a voracious reader…and I am also easily distracted. I try to set up a goal for book reading of at least half an hour a day – which can be a good amount of time considering that I am quite a fast reader. the problem is that no one else will ever understand the half hour is my mind focused on the book.
that being said … I realized something earlier. in any given day I will read a dozen news articles and perhaps half as many stories that are sent to me for publication or put up on A03…(no I will not ever reveal my tags) so I spend still quite a bit of time reading even if I don’t go through books as often as I used to.
It’s fairly frustrating as I used to go to the library and get 20 books for 2 weeks and easily return them on time. I have always loved reading. And now I am finding myself changing what I am reading to shorter pieces. Not by choice but by the way people around me are. I am no longer left alone with my books for hours on end.
oh. and my son bought me a new book for my upcoming birthday. So now I have to find time to enjoy it. It looks like it will be a wonderful read.
It’s in the way she often calls me out It’s in the cut of your pretty gown Your come-on legs and your pantyhose You look so precious with your bloody nose We’re gonna come together We’re gonna celebrate We’re gonna gather ’round Like it’s your birthday I don’t want to know just what I’m gonna do I don’t care where you’re going I’m coming along with you Walking her home with the grassy field Falling and laughing at the drinks we’ve spilled Just one of those nights that I have to share Chasing the death, without a care We’re gonna come together We’re gonna celebrate We’re gonna gather around Like it’s your birthday I don’t wanna know just what I’m gonna do I don’t care where you’re going I’m coming along with you You know I love the way you curve Yeah We’re gonna come together We’re gonna celebrate We’re gonna gather ’round Like it’s your birthday I don’t wanna know just what I’m gonna do I don’t care where you’re going I’m coming along with you
My 2 cents –
Thursday is the birthday of my boyfriend. we will be 32 years together in May. Happy birthday Joe.