Witch blood. Populace disgrace. Decay where conclaves. Unhallowed be pillars grow? Gray seed boy to the exhibit.
Bones along kitchen?
Terror out! Flamboyant, alone, called unexplainable. Some grinned! His that three hills and poor countryfolk.
Thought something outside.
Cheap in discovering monstrous gate! Earth’s truest sight.
Obscenely still.
Horror them! Village and show God. Born three mountains! August outcome. Third, roused from scream!
The of, indeed, for unmistakably, for back with whine sounds among shrubbery!
Summoned aloud! Trembling, when fallen the instrument.
Undecayed much, than wholly voices.
Something horrible to lead?
Expectancy to revelation?
Morning, where distant of human useless bar. Horror, and that wilder away cease! It seen and tortured room?
Disquieting experimenters.
Blood there.
Death found that countryside.
Death.
Horror somewhere?
8 comments:
I'm trying a new look. When I made the changes, all the quotation marks and apostrophes are fucked up. Anyone know why this is or how to correct it? When I go to edit the post, everything appears normal.
I'm gonna destroy something. I'd appreciate any advice.
Hmm, that's weird. The punctuation isn't even messed up consistently. Oh, well, I'm just going back to the original design.
Green as a tree.
Red eyeballs.
Ice is what he eats.
No way will he come.
Christmas is fun for him.
Happy Christmas to all.
Written by Andrew, 12/21/05
Andrew is my 8 year old son.......
Trembling, when fallen the instrument.........
Been there.
Great poem, Andrew. Keep doing that writing. Yer Uncle be proud of ye, Matey. ARRR!
Haven't been here in a while. Neat post. I love the way it plays with my expectations of sentence structure. (A little yoda-esque, eh?) Makes me want to try writing with a different voice.
You need to update this site!!! ;-)
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