Marco had never felt so big.
Round up the kiddos,Sure, bring some extras too,Hose the spiders off the tubes,Let’s waste some time…
It was around noon of a sultry, overcast day. Martin Mint wasn’t sure what he’d do with the rest of it. Pausing, he wondered what he did…
Within me, pacing with the tick and tock,it waits for dark with growing appetite.Then out of bed, this heinous thing will…
Tarnished mirrorsPlastered on the walls of perception,Reflecting repulsive images;A thought germinating from egoCrawls up the rotten walls…