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“The Boy Who Died in His Sleep”

Jeremy tries to scream to force himself awake,
He knows that even if this is all a dream, this is not fake
A portal to the Inter-Dimension has opened under his bed
And it’s absorbing him whole, invading the dreams in his head.

The colours swarm all around, filling his entire brain’s sight
Surrounded on all sides, Jeremy tries valiantly to put up a fight
But the Inter-Dimension can’t be fought with a tiny human fist,
Since it fills the gaps between realities, and doesn’t really “exist”.

With each universe ever expanding, the Inter-Dimension has holes
Which it plugs by absorbing children, and stealing their souls
If no sleeping boys died, the universe would cease to be
A child’s death is needed to maintain the Fabric of Reality.

But when the morning comes, his mother will still weep
For this night it was just Jeremy’s turn to die in his sleep.

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“The Boy Who Was Born With Burnt Out Eyes”

The boy who was born with scabby burnt out eyes,
Hears his mom tell him he’s handsome, but it’s nothing but lies.
She shrieked when he was born, and tried to throw him away
But the boy followed her home, and since has been able to stay.

With no limbs and no nose, he often angrily feels shorted
Every Christmas he asks Santa if he can just be aborted.
But each year he wakes up, and wobbles down the stair
And doesn’t unwrap the gift of death, because Santa doesn’t care :’-/

His head is misshapened, with the puckered skin of a fish
Kids throw coins in his mouth, and then make a wish.
To stay cool in the summers, he secretes a radioactive blue ooze
And his existence was slammed by the local news.

No matter how bad it gets, he never stops and asks himself “why?”
And that’s because he’s a sissy, and the idea makes him cry.
The only logical conclusion is that he’s being punished for a past life
Where he cut the heads off of orphans, and punched his common-law wife.

So each night he dreams, as his mom locks him back up in his cage
That some day he can take advantage of all of this pent up rage.
It won’t be with this body, but he’ll make them all come unfurled…
He’ll just have to wait till his next life till he can murder the world.

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“The Boy Who Was Born With Burnt Out Eyes”

The boy who was born with scabby burnt out eyes,
Hears his mom tell him he’s handsome, but it’s nothing but lies.
She shrieked when he was born, and tried to throw him away
But the boy followed her home, and since has been able to stay.

With no limbs and no nose, he often angrily feels shorted
Every Christmas he asks Santa if he can just be aborted.
But each year he wakes up, and wobbles down the stair
And doesn’t unwrap the gift of death, because Santa doesn’t care :’-/

His head is misshapened, with the puckered skin of a fish
Kids throw coins in his mouth, and then make a wish.
To stay cool in the summers, he secretes a radioactive blue ooze
And his existence was slammed by the local news.

No matter how bad it gets, he never stops and asks himself “why?”
And that’s because he’s a sissy, and the idea makes him cry.
The only logical conclusion is that he’s being punished for a past life
Where he cut the heads off of orphans, and punched his common-law wife.

So each night he dreams, as his mom locks him back up in his cage
That some day he can take advantage of all of this pent up rage.
It won’t be with this body, but he’ll make them all come unfurled…
He’ll just have to wait till his next life till he can murder the world.

Originally Posted 9/27/2012

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“The Old Polaroid”

While cleaning out his junk drawer because he was busily procrastinating from the work he really should be doing, Rodrigo Torres happens upon a yellowed old Polaroid picture stuck between a pad of Post-Its… he hadn’t seen this picture for years, or even THOUGHT of it for at least a decade, but as soon as he sees it the memories come flooding back…

This was that one Christmas where that Monster totally smashed through the wall and ate Uncle Jaime, and the government let the Monster go free because it was working as a double agent and providing the authorities with valuable information about the Monster Militia’s funding and supplies, and the presents that year were awful because Rodrigo’s dad had lost his job and his mom was in jail for murdering that grocery clerk… things felt so awful then.

But then Rodrigo smiles wistfully as he thinks about how awful the world feels today, what with terrorism and war and the economy and the environment and his mom getting out of jail and murdering again and unemployment… and he realizes that it wasn’t really better back in the “good ol’ days”. 

It comforts him, in a way… something bad will always be happening, and this is just how things are.  The epiphany sends a tingling calming sensation through his body, as he tells himself that everything was always awful.

And it always will be.  :’-)

Rodrigo sticks the photo on his fridge underneath a NEVER FORGET 9/11 magnet as a helpful reminder that nothing ever changes.

Originally Posted 9/8/2012

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“The World Under the Bed”

While hiding from terrorists who just killed her parents dead,
Sarah-Louise fell through a portal that opened under her bed.
Down for miles she plummeted, into the Inter-Dimensional Zone
Endless spiraling colours flashed by, and she never felt more alone.

After an hour of falling, she asks herself “Why?”
Why did this have to happen, and why did my parents die?
But she doesn’t get an answer, because that’s not how life works
There isn’t always a reason for why the fates are such jerks.

Once she sees the Inter-Dimensional Beings slowly form and take shape
Sarah hopes that one of these creatures can help her out of this scrape…!

But alas!  For if they had lips, the Beings would be licking their chops
As swallowing recently orphaned girls is their favouritest of crops.
They’ll absorb her entirely without giving a second thought,
And any pathetic begging or pleading would all be for naught.

As she nears the end, she thinks of her dead mom and dad
She hopes they’re in heaven, and that they aren’t sad
She thinks when she lands she’ll be with them soon,
The naive thought alone makes her tiny heart swoon.

Sarah is wrong, of course, as the Inter-Dimension will never let her go
And as she hits the bottom, all she can feel is a brightly coloured glow.

And once she’s completely absorbed into the Inter-Dimensional sea,
She knows she’s just cursed to be energy… for the rest of eternity.

Originally Posted 8/17/2012

(Starring Sarah-Louise Kelly’s from “From DC to ZZ”!)

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“I Am The Only Creature Who Will Ever Love You”

I know sometimes you feel sad, and worry you’ll always be alone
You just want someone to hold you, or to call you on the phone
But if you’re told there’s someone else out there, you gotta know it’s lies
I am the only creature who’ll ever love you, and I hope you realize.

I see you’re about to scoff, and say that what I claim ain’t true
But do you really think you deserve someone GOOD to love you?
I may not actually be a human, but I’m the best you’ll realistically get
And you’re lucky that I would even love you, so you shouldn’t be upset.

While I may not be rich, able to buy you all you want and more,
I make up for it by being stupid, with a personality that’s a bore
And you’d think that something this ugly, would at least be nice
But I’m actually pretty mean, with a demeanor as cold as ice.

Your insecurities will be my puppet strings, upon which I shall yank
You’ll become a shell of your former self, your soul bereft and blank
You’re convinced that you must love me, because why else would you stay?
And you’ll believe no one else would have you, like some sad cliche.

It’s up to you to relinquish, the hopes of having a good relationship,
It’s the only chance I have, for you to fall for my mind game trip.
So, don’t listen to your heart, or that sensible voice in your brain
Just let your low self esteem guide you, even if it feels insane.

Posted 10/23/2012

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“Pull the Trigger”

Bleeding profusely from the carelessly aimed gunshot, the creature stumbles across the forest floor, leaving a red clumpy trail of its innards behind.

Philip Hobbs, annoyed at himself for bungling the wide open shot, follows closely behind and finds the poor creature wheezing within the shrubbery, the leaves shaking from the bleeding beast’s agonizing trembles.

Philip raises his gun to finish the job, but as he looks into the surprisingly soulful eye of the vicious beast… he pauses.  Even though he knows he needs to do this, and he can see what pain the poor creature is in… he can’t stand to pull the trigger.  He just can’t.

Cursing himself for his selfish weakness, he stands there staring at the wounded beast as the blood seeping from its open wound soaks into the forest floor and mixes in with the dirt and twigs, forming canals that slowly trickle towards Philip’s new boots.

For 3 hours he watches the beast writhe in agony, finally dying a painful and slow death, and for 3 hours he knows that he needs to put it out of its misery.

But still, he doesn’t.

Posted 9/28/2012

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“The Boy Who Was Born With Burnt Out Eyes”

The boy who was born with scabby burnt out eyes,
Hears his mom tell him he’s handsome, but it’s nothing but lies.
She shrieked when he was born, and tried to throw him away
But the boy followed her home, and since has been able to stay.

With no limbs and no nose, he often angrily feels shorted
Every Christmas he asks Santa if he can just be aborted.
But each year he wakes up, and wobbles down the stair
And doesn’t unwrap the gift of death, because Santa doesn’t care :’-/

His head is misshapened, with the puckered skin of a fish
Kids throw coins in his mouth, and then make a wish.
To stay cool in the summers, he secretes a radioactive blue ooze
And his existence was slammed by the local news.

No matter how bad it gets, he never stops and asks himself “why?”
And that’s because he’s a sissy, and the idea makes him cry.
The only logical conclusion is that he’s being punished for a past life
Where he cut the heads off of orphans, and punched his common-law wife.

So each night he dreams, as his mom locks him back up in his cage
That some day he can take advantage of all of this pent up rage.
It won’t be with this body, but he’ll make them all come unfurled…
He’ll just have to wait till his next life till he can murder the world.

Posted 9/27/2012

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“The Old Polaroid”

While cleaning out his junk drawer because he was busily procrastinating from the work he really should be doing, Rodrigo Torres happens upon a yellowed old Polaroid picture stuck between a pad of Post-Its… he hadn’t seen this picture for years, or even THOUGHT of it for at least a decade, but as soon as he sees it the memories come flooding back.

This was that one Christmas where that Monster totally smashed through the wall and ate Uncle Jaime, and the government let the Monster go free because it was working as a double agent and providing the authorities with valuable information about the Monster Militia’s funding and supplies, and the presents that year were awful because Rodrigo’s dad had lost his job and his mom was in jail for murdering that grocery clerk… things felt so awful then.

But then Rodrigo smiles wistfully as he thinks about how awful the world feels today, what with terrorism and war and the economy and the environment and his mom getting out of jail and murdering again and unemployment… and he realizes that it wasn’t really better back in the “good ol’ days”. 

It comforts him, in a way… something bad will always be happening, and this is just how things are.  The epiphany sends a tingling calming sensation through his body, as he tells himself that everything was always awful.

And it always will be.  :’-)

Rodrigo sticks the photo on his fridge underneath a NEVER FORGET 9/11 magnet as a helpful reminder that nothing ever changes.

Posted 9/8/2012

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“The World Under the Bed”

While hiding from terrorists who just killed her parents dead,
Sarah-Louise fell through a portal that opened under her bed.
Down for miles she plummeted, into the Inter-Dimensional Zone
Endless spiraling colours flashed by, and she never felt more alone.

After an hour of falling, she asks herself “Why?”
Why did this have to happen, and why did my parents die?
But she doesn’t get an answer, because that’s not how life works
There isn’t always a reason for why the fates are such jerks.

Once she sees the Inter-Dimensional Beings slowly form and take shape
Sarah hopes that one of these creatures can help her out of this scrape…!

But alas!  For if they had lips, the Beings would be licking their chops
As swallowing recently orphaned girls is their favouritest of crops.
They’ll absorb her entirely without giving a second thought,
And any pathetic begging or pleading would all be for naught.

As she nears the end, she thinks of her dead mom and dad
She hopes they’re in heaven, and that they aren’t sad
She thinks when she lands she’ll be with them soon,
The naive thought alone makes her tiny heart swoon.

Sarah is wrong, of course, as the Inter-Dimension will never let her go
And as she hits the bottom, all she can feel is a brightly coloured glow.

And once she’s completely absorbed into the Inter-Dimensional sea,
She knows she’s just cursed to be energy… for the rest of eternity.

Posted 8/17/2012

(Visit “From DC to ZZ” for more of Sarah-Louise Kelly’s adventures!)

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