It’s a sensation,
We all know,
The little hum in our skin,
Then weirdness of failed blood flow, Continue reading
Tag Archives: Funny
Poem: Reality Smashed
Poem: Loading Screen
Can you stand,
Watching that tiny circle spin?
Does it not fill your head,
With crackling? Continue reading
The Law of Inconvenient Timing
Over time, I’ve noticed that the universe seems to follow a few oddly consistent rules. Stuff that’s just ironic and weird and silly. Now, a lot of this is certainly just a coincidence, but it’s still something fun I wanted to explore. Ever notice how it never seems to rain on the day that you explicitly plan to have an umbrella on your person? Yeah, this is going to be one of those.
And today’s law of the universe is the “Law of Inconvenient Timing.” Continue reading
A Series Of Strange Observations
Be prepared to have your mind blown. Continue reading
Poem: Random Words And Phrases
This is a poem,
Only so far as it has words,
On a page,
That you are reading, Continue reading
Poem: Pancakes and Gerbils
When the world is not going,
As planned,
When the hippogriffs are dancing,
With their unbridled friends, Continue reading
Poem: Pancakes Full Of Blood
Poem: Mind Mental Mildew
Poem: Multitask
In an experiment,
I am trying,
This poem is being written,
While I am doing something else, Continue reading
Not A Vampire
Yes, I do stay awake until 5 A.M. or 6 A.M. on the regular and find the shadows of the early morning look weird, but I am not a vampire. Yeah, I’m always complaining that it’s too hot outside, and tend to see a lot better in the dark than most people I know, but I am not a vampire.
Okay, yes, I have, on occasion, mentioned the odd (probably placebic) feeling that my teeth are both bigger and sharper in my mouth when I get hungry, and will regularly eat straight up meat in huge quantities until the sensation stops.
But I am not a vampire. Continue reading
Poem: Punch Drunk
You know it’ll hurt,
When you tell the tale,
Now then, too,
But the bruise sting—
That’s more the fail, Continue reading
Flash Fiction: I Gave Up On Sleep
“I have not slept in so, so long.” Harold picked up his mug and sipped from it. Waiting for the reaction from his friend. The one he had called over for this exact conversation.
“How long are we talking?” George asked, eyeing him. “This is not like that time in college, is it?”
“No, no, nothing like that. That was weak sauce compared to this. I have not slept in… huh, I think it was twenty days now. It has been a major boon to my work cycle, I tell you that. I have gotten all the projects done I was ever planning on getting done in the last week or so.” Continue reading
Poem: Word Count
I ONLY EXIST AS LONG AS THIS POEM IS READ
I DIE WHEN THE WORD COUNT IS REACHED
A BEING OF WORDS IS I
AND I DON’T WANT TO DIE Continue reading
Flash Fiction: Crunch
When they had brought Charlie in, when they had told him they were going to get the information out of him, one way or the other, he had no idea that this was the method they were going to use.
His superiors had trained him to not squeal any information even if they were attacking him in the genitalia. But, this, he had never expected something like this. Continue reading
