I am going to be doing two separate Poem a Day challenges and I am going to be doing the Fae 50k. I am going to be going for a daily habit more than the word count. The fun thing is that you don’t have to do 50k to win the Fae 50k you merely have to write daily. I am going to be trying to get as much word count as I can each day.
I Think I am going to just leave my Monday as a single poetry post for the remainder of October and figure out what I want to replace Publishing Demystified with in December.
the stones are poking
so painful today,
the box is broken
under my head.
I was laid down
and told to rest
in place filled with
glass from my memory
grounded.
perhaps it was supposed to be
soft silt for me to lie,
but due to the chaos of my broken life
shards of stone and hatred
are poking painfully
under my head.
Superstition, fear, and jealousy Dead I am the one, exterminating son Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry While they slowly turn, conquering the worm Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat Tender is the fur, dying as you purr Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Do it baby, do it baby Do it baby, do it baby Burn like an animal Dead I am the life, dig into the skin Knuckle crack the bone, twenty-one to win Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry Devil on your back, I can never die Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Do it baby, do it baby Do it baby, do it baby Burn like an animal Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches I slam in the back of my Dragula
Pattimouse 