

An Age of FoolishnessIt's been a hell of a year Would have been much better Had you been here Loves lost, loves found Battles fought Still the world spins around Towers crumble As fortunes are built And it's a crying shame But this world holds no place for guilt Hey It's been a hell of a life but we all love you still And that's got to count for something.An Age of Foolishness


The Regret of a Life UnlivedRain falls up Into the mirrored ceilingsThe Regret of a Life Unlived
Of old railway stations Where ghost trains cast shadows As people feast Lost in a time of dining cars And green velvet drapes Frame warmly glowing
Windows of memory While I stand Still on the platform Waiting for the train That fades away into the night.


The Son and the BloodThrough a high powered scope a sunset takes on entirely new dimensions, the purples and reds run in to each other at the edges as they fish-eye into a perfect circle. The brightness and the vivid colors fade behind the automatic tinting bringing the details into sharper focus. The sound of mirror shined patent leather soles on clay shingles. Refocus the rifle, watch the man in an all white three-piece suit sit at the table prepared for him, don't let the aim waiver (even if his dinner guest has excellent cleavage). You know, I'm thinking of going into tech support. I could be good at it you know, and there wouldn't be any ofThe Son and the Blood


The Astrologer's LamentI expect nothing from you November men - men like vodka who burn cleanly away when put to a flame and afford little warmth even as bruised and gilded autumnThe Astrologer's Lament
eases into winter's wasting embrace.
Truly, what could I ask of men whose stars like frozen water depict an armoured poison known for perseverance and - immovability - behind which I might moor for a time with wary arrow notched, though
rendered useless by guileful winds
and their laughing tales of elsewhere?


So Long, Mr. TuesdaySo long, Mr. Tuesday with the chaos-theory eyes - I can't explain away your silences any more than I can deny that thisSo Long, Mr. Tuesday
marks yet another attempt to
reassemble your catastrophic essence from smoking parts so that I might know you
in a way that's impossible when you're both next to me and fleeting.
Got a light?
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"I'll bend the world to our will and we'll make time stand still...That's the plan. Rule the world. You and me. Any day." -Dr. Horrible
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Beneath the earth our fates await us -- and just think, we shan't need to go o'far to know what lay within our graves!
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King Bob: I was a baby when I was born. I remember it all quite well. When the doctor pulled me out, I did not cry. I issued commands. 'Bring me some jerky,' I told them.
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Illusion is the first of all pleasures - Oscar Wilde
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King Bob: I was a baby when I was born. I remember it all quite well. When the doctor pulled me out, I did not cry. I issued commands. 'Bring me some jerky,' I told them.
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Roxanne
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"Doink!"
~Tonberry
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Illusion is the first of all pleasures - Oscar Wilde
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"Doink!"
~Tonberry
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