Sunday, March 20, 2011

Questions

Kitty can't you see me?

Kitty can't you smell me?

My blood flowing to a pulsing beat from my tail.
Kitty Crimson?
Do you like my crimson blood?

I can see the tire marks on my split scales.
While those robbers think they only robbed a bank, they may have robbed my life.

Or whatever is now left of it.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Here

Fire.


Brian Bunderson tries to be the hero, but ends up being my archenemy.

Instead of reaching the fire, it reached me.

As the water runs off my body, I lay there on the ground in my true form.

Merman.


Welcome back to Gilberts.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Returning

As I once again return to the railroad perimeter of City Block, my eyes are blinded by a swirling array of puke rainbow colors, dizzying music, and feared memories.

"Gilbert's Carnival"

Lucky ran between the returned space beneath me.

No way am I returning to that hell hole.