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I'm...not quite sure what I was thinking with this one. It's old. Very old.
I'm...not quite sure what I was thinking with this one. It's old. Very old.
Bar of the Undead
Nope! What this one is absolutely NOT about is dead lawyers! Okay, dumb joke. This is a poem I wrote forever and ever ago and still think is pretty cool--couple more of those to come, by the way.
Nope! What this one is absolutely NOT about is dead lawyers! Okay, dumb joke. This is a poem I wrote forever and ever ago and still think is pretty cool--couple more of those to come, by the way.
Die, Die!
Another poem from the same period as "Bar of the Undead", and more than likely the same night, many eons ago when I was but a teenager. At least I think it was that long ago! Nonetheless, I'm not usually a poet, but you know...sometimes I do alright. Kinda thinking of somehow merging pieces of this one into "Bar of the Undead"...let me know your thoughts on Facebook!
Another poem from the same period as "Bar of the Undead", and more than likely the same night, many eons ago when I was but a teenager. At least I think it was that long ago! Nonetheless, I'm not usually a poet, but you know...sometimes I do alright. Kinda thinking of somehow merging pieces of this one into "Bar of the Undead"...let me know your thoughts on Facebook!
Here we have YET ANOTHER from the period of "Bar of the Undead" and "Die, Die!" The last one that I can recall, actually, or at least the last one with any real merit. I changed one word at the end at the suggestion of the friend who saved these for me for all these years.
This one was "stolen" from my deviantart site...I know, right? That site was new once upon a time, and I had stuff uploaded to there. So this was written later than the three poems which precede it on this page, but probably not too long after. It's a different tone and style. Possibly my strongest attempt at a love poem.
