Turntables, basal metablism and brothers stew.

Dr. Alberight explained,"Perhaps you can't hear me right""I can't get my hand around what that boys tring to say!""Yipper, Yapper and such, mark my tongue, looks like he's been a long ways off!""The gallent had particulars, per say, take for instance the Germans during WWII, took a pick, doctors death and all, and inserted it into the cranieal lobe, bobed it around like a pin cushin. Can't say why...
December 30th, 2010 at 01:32am

Detective Turnblad

The assigment to Virginia was an abrstraction to his daily rutine.It was late and the phone call empahsied his assitance on murders that had recinetly evolved in the case of the pinwheel slasher.The crimson light of his shadow hung over the dusty desk as he paced back and forth.What did Virigina and the Pinwheel slasher have in common with a coal minners grave.The answer was simple, he would have...
December 27th, 2010 at 06:48am

Note of the Abyss

Squealish Hound-Squak, Squak,Squalish hound,Hours at the lake,Justifies by the Grand Work,Blue hands gone limp,I'll keep widows and water turn,Given the carpet turned towards,Dust.You will find her printsCoal MinerBurned with acidA dark feather.Squak, Squak,Pebbles and peat,The mossSo he has trouble facing the truth,Look down wind toward the scarlet,Yes, the sparkle in the embankment,There is gold...
December 20th, 2010 at 05:17am

The Playground

He walked into the house as the floor boards creeked,' I can't imagine you left me under such a strom Jessable!"The second letter was not attached to anything but rather it was placed ona rim of a hat, the shiny white nails smiled at anyone who entered the sanctuary.The Letter Read2120-417Here I am nimble and quick, I walk to burden the world of what we have been. A goose egg and leg feathers...
December 16th, 2010 at 06:19am

Ambition: The journey home

The body had been set like that of his earlier kills, two spades length from the splatttered trail of blood. One would come looking and thus a second kill of equal or lesser value could take place.The carcass was easy to maniveur and he enjoyed listening to the movement of bones and cartlidge. When he was younger he had hoped that it would work, now he knew better, it always worked and the hope...
December 16th, 2010 at 04:56am

Letter of the Dead: Journal One

They found the first letter tied to the corpse from a string that was attached to the pocket of the desecised. Inside the pocket they found one of the severed fingers and a detached finger nail that was painted white. The finger nail resembled those torn from the victom at hand, but with further DNA testing it was established that the finger nail did not match the current victom nor did it match...
December 16th, 2010 at 03:53am

House of Cards- the Escape

-Cards A Fallin-Jessica slide the penny under the door frame in hopes that the sparkle would reserect any lost dreams she had. Dreams were like a sparrows egg. The best she could do was whisper to the pride of her own existance.She whispered:"Stand tall the willowing marshes for I have come home, galant and true, I mark the cornhuskers solumn wishes, my nails are popped out!."Muffled were her...
December 11th, 2010 at 04:36am

Nomenclature

Extension on Abstracts:Marvin G Vandam12-10-10Jessabell- "I am suprised you came around here parts, Mayor."Tom- ' Don't twist my leg, like a youg-in, I bin here times before. I think the Halibet should have bitten twice."Jesseabell- "Younger are the days."Tom- "Come around my parts again and gracious are the will and tidings of having a grevience to bear."Jesseabell- " Spark goes Wilken, here...
December 10th, 2010 at 05:20am

Twist

A crouching figure formed on the grassThe body howled towards the moon lightHe remembred his body bound in a crateLight was like the moonHis body twisted in every angleThe latch formed his only salvationThe weeds were like the splinters of woodthat broke through the cratethe clawing of his nails and fingers never lost sightthe latchthe latchHis hollow grave of sanity was scared by the voices in...
June 10th, 2009 at 09:38pm

Bliss

The thoughts tangle sea swept eyes,I can no longer give the abstract formulation for every degree you have beenMy arm remains tangled like a wire brushCarpets fall over the streets of AthensThe Dali Lami has a big belly made of stoneShe skambered through the floor boards,must have been a way outmust be a way outShe scrapped the cold floor with her polished shoesthere must be some wayThe weez of...
June 10th, 2009 at 09:06pm

The Jackel

Searching for the brask relization a howl breaks into the room"Whispers and solitude"Why have we found our beloved daughter in the wreck of the ocean and why have we not seen the meaning.The blind man sputtered, "I have a Jackel for a card,Cramp my style and you should see the reason."The doctor could do more, his eye were limp and he swore that this was the last time,"I am human...
February 16th, 2009 at 08:44am

Junk Head

Chapter TwoIn the blind mans thoughts he etched out every detail he could think of"Brillant Blue Summer""Autumn of Rust""Scared man anchor, give me the paper or away with your plunder of thoughts""I am only a blind man the thoughts of a thousand chosen words, bend the craine"Beyond dusk there was a field filled with billy goats and scampers, the cresent moon light hampered over his words thrusted...
February 16th, 2009 at 07:36am

Bellyman

Chapter One"Discord of Sanction"I am the belly man give me bliss, act on the discord of lifeTowards the truth the answer is sheltered in absrtact brainial circumfrance'Give him and hers thier out write shadow.Grapping the sharpe'corde'Asking for time in bottled up no-men-clature'Alais turns toward lightA configuration of the solace, a mind in the reference.The goat the steer the anchor of life,...
February 11th, 2009 at 09:54am