There was a young boy, from a far away land. he made his living, with slight of hand. Stealing from pockets, and houses and all things than held cash. Sometimes he was super smooth… Other time’s he’d grab and dash. He was good at what he did, and never got caught. He never forgot anything …
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What the hell was that noise? Did you hear it? Wait, just be quiet a minute… … No… Nothing… Never mind… Wh… What’s that smell? Wait a minute… I think it’s me. It… It is me! I think my brain blew a gasket of some nature. Maybe it ran in too many circles, over the …
Guess
So many people talk of being depressed So few even know what real depression is Depression is not what you get when you can’t get what you want That’s frustration Depression is not what you get when you can’t get laid That’s loneliness Depression is not what you get when you’re upset about things That’s …
Contradictions in Contraception
When you gaze up into the night sky What do you see? Do you see a deep sky, blossoming with moonlit clouds? Do you see a heavenly embrace of solitude? Or do you see the dark, empty abyss? The deep sea of blackness that floats around the earth? Do you feel lost in space? Or …
Shark
He lives to play He waits to live He plays to keep going Every moment between sessions drags painfully Every second he is not playing, he is losing In gaps between sessions, he bites his nails He sits with the sitters He sings along to the singers He watches the other players He drinks with …
A Penny for my thoughts.
I am the dark man. The blank man. The man filled with pain and suffering. I am the man overflowing with misery. It wasn’t always like this. But I’m tapped out. My brain is like a well run dry of pleasure. Happiness. Comfort and joy. I am the empty man. Everyone wants the happy ones. …
Inferno
Opening the door, the first thing I notice is the smell. The smell is hard to explain, whereas the visuals are easy, because you can relate to shapes and even sounds so much easier than explaining the intricacies of a single aroma. Initially there was a hint of it, subtle and subdued, timid to the …
I SOLD MY SOUL TO THE DEVIL AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS LOUSY TEE-SHIRT
A short comedy about a young loser who wants happiness so much he sells his soul to the devil, but things of course don’t work out the way he’d expect.
Incident on flight 102
A story I wrote more than 10 years ago. Something I’d like to convert to a TV episode, like Tales from the Crypt. It’s a short suspense story.