Please come near me, will you hold me? I am leaking so very badly! Will you stop up my holes?

If your answer is, "No, I'm busy!" I will follow you out to the garden. I can smell you from three miles away!

If your answer is, "Get me dirty!" you can stop up my holes so nicely! I won'

You sit watching your brother die 'cause he chewed on sickly rabbit. Poor boy Parzifal likes to hunt his sister, and so infection sets in like a gang of wolves licking at the heels of the anemic aboriginal hunting grounds, where you sprain your thumb throwing rocks at cadavers. Bashing in my wea

Be thy saint, I obtain thee! Be thy saint, I contain thee! Be thy saint, thou art deplorable! Be thy saint, thou art ugly and horrible!

Under the floor, look at the pain! Mechanical man and the killer refrain! Unruly mice, but the agent remains to tame the mad and beat the insane! Under th

She spent the night alone with body bruised and skirts asunder. He found his sister in the morning, soaking, in a puddle. "Let's run away," she said. "He beats us both incessantly! I know a place beneath the city where we'll stay forever lost!"

"I've seen the waifs emerge from the undergr

My eyes are arid and cold on a portrait's insides.
I am time-hardened wax and I can see wide!
Fungus and frost have fondled my frontside
and I- Did he wonder and wander in small ages?
Did he forget that I died?
He's older and ugly and a beautiful baby, he's retinal mist.

I love to hate you
I am in winter
Frostbite hath claimed me
I succumb to numbness

Freezing men don't laugh at murder
Bleeding naked in the bathtub
Open windows tempt the savory
Women's heads float just as easily

Within the confines of crystal
Reflected is

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Flee the ranks, I run from thee! Into the night and past thy offspring! Beneath the moon and against the grain... I've left the idiot's ball, now I dance in repose! I don't need thy song to move! Mine wicked steps bear disregard! Longevity takes a breath... I've left the idiot's ball, no

There is blood on the hooves of the fawns on the Greensward Grey for they tread through the gristle on the lawn today! Don't they see the roseate faces of my wives as they lay, disemboweled, on the Greensward Grey?

This park is rank and slippery! Skip and watch the kite tails, don't trip

Stuck on with dynamite, live in disgrace like the fool that you told you to! Dancing like philanthropist and cutting and scraping the dogs that lick at you! Padlock the door to the basement and swing down the stairs on the back of the lizard and watch every inch when you are building the walls t

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I'm sitting slowly, I'm bending my knees. Cold granite touches my skin where the veins are close, stealing the warmth from the back of my legs... I lay down on the stone seaside and wait for waves. When I am damp I will see my first friend and he'll laugh at my hair floating far, far beh

This is what I reign on your behalf so that you may breathe... The blood that gathers at your feet, the high-pitched screams of agony! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me!

This is what the slaughter look

What do we have along the lines of GHASTLY? Naught but six with their cups in the punch bowl! Truncheon-bruised and exaggerated piece-parts, moldy, motley, screeching family! With sunken chests the rotting pests are bound and wrapped in funeral garments. Dropsy, gout, and fast consumption... red

Dr. Lindsay:
"Oh, isn't it nice, falling and hating me! Here, breathing the air through Lindsay's trachea! Oh, rendered and torn, spilling my glass to the floor... hands in my hair, pulling and patiently dying... 'Why are you here?' were my words and I screamed them. 'Could you destroy a ma

She is horse-hoof dust and cloth and the lazy rays of sun will squat upon her unblinking eyes.
She moves sadly through the woods, hanging from the back of a caravan, thread and nail have caught her hand.
She relinquishes her grasp and tumbles to the earth, to the wheel ruts, a tangled

Over the eyes of the slow slipping under, the dead call their names... a motley assembly of specters and wraiths! Twice in the morning the old widow screamed... footsteps on floorboards and damp in the dust of the sill. Nobody, nobody's there... nobody, nobody's there.

"The deep-dwelling

PART 1
-He collapsed into fists, and his fingers burned.
-He spent shadows growing tall and thin.

-He had hardly lived, was only just a man, when he was consumed.
-He might have smoked a briar pipe, might have worn a monocle, but instead he ATE.
-He never dreamt of teeth, n

Tom skeleton, it's time to have some fun! So grab your trick or treat, the day of the dead has begun! Carapace and clavicle, Moundshroud takes you there! Lady Egypt fascinate and gargoyles in the air!

Tommy-boy, eat your candy skull! Tommy-boy, eat your candy skull! Tommy-boy, eat your ca

Pay no heed to the fool in the field so far and gray... with spies like the serpents underfoot and rodents. Legs of wood... burlap, canvas, belt and hood and screams like freezing rusty nails and stitches running through his neck.

There's straw in his brain and his clothing is stained wit

I can make fire breath. I learned it as a lad. My master told me I had prowess no one ever had!
I could conduct the light… I'd look away to her… She'd match my spit with spite; I don't know what her reasons were.

I fell in love with her. My tongue is purple-black. I lit a bluish rose…

Please stop by,
I'm still alive,
though I'm missing fifty tomb lilies!
(Even my sister has died.)

If you see her,
tell her that I'm missing fifty tomb lilies.
(Several, with her, were espied.)

Pulling my hair in town square,
flowers for the dead scattered ever