Tag: Feeling Good
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Daintiness
Daintiness becomes More so, when as a giant, You pick flowers. Oops. Posted for Eugenia’s Moonwashed Weekly Prompt, Daintiness
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The Zombie Kokey
You put your left leg in You leave your left leg there You raise your right arm up You fling your hand in the air You turn your head right around It doesn’t stop where you stare Knees creak Arms snap Aarghh aarghh aarghh! Ooooh, the zombie kokey… Ow, the zombie kokey… Eee, the zombie…
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Werewolf
Twenty per cent wolf, eighty per cent human. Nobody knows the difference. Well, not quite nobody. The Hunters know. And their hounds. They can tell the difference, by smell, I think. The hounds especially. But I can smell them too. I know when they’re close. I hide within groups of people when they’re close. They…
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Wrapped and Draped
Dusty and dirty Musty and murky Wraps unravelling Draping, peeling Reeking Seeking Arms outstretched Gaunt face with hollow eyes Hypnotised Slowly waking Creaking Aching Tomb not holding Freedom waiting Mine for the taking … But I’m petrified
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The Three of Us
The photographer was early. Stefan was ready first, and went down to the lounge to greet Master Selvo, after Anabel had made sure he was comfortable. “We weren’t expecting you until later,” Stefan said, looking at his timepiece that hung on a silver chain from his waistcoat, “good job too – it looks like rain.”…
The Mansionic Perspective 