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‘Fantastic Four’ Takes Its First Steps Home Next Week
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Saturday, July 29, 2006
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Though the man without eyes was blind
Oh the magical things he would see
Visions and thoughts of otherworlds
Not appropriate or right for you and me
Visceral plains of carnival creatures
Shoulder blades cut the fog filled air
Inbred monkey men with feminine features
Crowd like sardines inside the humid lair
The winged skeletals hover above this city
Their screams come out like a baby child's wailing
Eyes, like fire, light up the dark sky so pretty
They prey on the weaklings in ships below, sailing
The weaklings, made up of scales and fishbones
Wash ashore on the black sanded beach in pieces
Skulls and fins and eyeballs in black tones
Mix in with the sand and water in creases
And on the land set far away from the water
The man without eyes sits whistling a soft song
His mouth full of teeth and lizard tongue's slaughter
Commiting crimes inside his head against the human throng
-AP 07-28-06
Friday, July 28, 2006
Zombie Love
On a concrete slab sits Undead Ned
His veins emptied, hollow and dry
He carries with him a stone bone head
Tears of dust drip from his baren eye
He walks along with a sideways tilt
Stifled and sore like a grudge fucked gimp
Always hungering for the flesh of guilt
Whoring out zombie girls like a feverish pimp
His tophat askew and moldy old
Turned down quick to sheild the skies
His heart is grey stone and winter cold
Empty cracked holes exists for his eyes
In a three piece suit, he gleefully walks
Eyeing the night for his next prize
And with his bride, he partakes the waltz
Never flinching at the buzzing of flies
Undead Ned and his blushing wife bride
Lay beneath the blanket of grass
The sun has risen and here they'll hide
Patiently waiting for the new day to pass
-AP 07-28-06
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Endtimes
Lips Twitch
Sickness Glitch
The House Fell On
The Wicked Witch
Hopped Scotch
Skinned Blotch
Blatant and Obvious
Kick In The Crotch
Broken Sweat
Kitten Pet
Murder Falls
Without Regret
Sticky Mess
Godly Bless
Souls Will Ride
On Ghostly Express
Lights Dark
Blackened, Stark
In Big Empty
Godblast Massive Spark
-AP 07-27-06
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Reverend Herman's Whiskey Sermon
Remember ol’ Reverend Herman
and the power of his whiskey driven sermon?
Casted out the devil more than once, occured
Question him twice about existence, obscured
He brandishes a smile and flask of metal
The voice he breathes tastes of wilted rose petal
Slamming the good book while screaming a preacher’s prayer
Reverend Herman’s new nickname: “The Devil Slayer”
The church is filled to the brick with those
Who would give up their children to keep their clothes
They praise the Reverend before them, seen unflawed
To them, he is the incarnate of their almighty God
Reverend Herman lays awake on his musty bed
Whispering incoherently from his wounds, that seep blood red
Cavity ridden decaying toothy smiled grin
He knocks the whiskey back to keep the Devil within
-AP/MH 07-26-06
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Lunatics Lymerics
The tired bafoon sits humming a tune and spits in the hungry mexican saloon
Asleep and deflated like a brother unrelated, he hisses like a rubber baloon
There's the dark room joker throwing cards like poker
Aloof in the midst of the smoke breathing toker
The flimmy flammy shamrock Sammy drinks bottle after bottle of irish whiskey
He skinny dips with sharks off the coral reefs of sadness without the thought being risky
And alone and tired, the robot boy is rewired and stands in the corner in trouble
He remains unheard like a mute humming bird, awaiting for God to pop the bubble
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Sully
Peg legged Al
Has a sassafrass pal
And they live on a ship at sea
He eats shelled up fish
Yet never uses a dish
And his nails sting hard like a bee
There's whispers in his head
There's odors of rotting fish, dead
And the seawater is black like oil
The boat rocks like grandma's chair
And creatures live in his hair
They'd be at home, buried beneath the soil
-AP 07-20-06
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