No, it's just good blues. Go ahead. Go find it. It's good.
Anyway, I hope you all are well, and happy Halloween!
Halloween is my favorite holiday. Ever since I was little. Anyway, events conspired so that I had something to offer up, despite the urge to edit them both a few hundred million more times. I went ahead and submitted two things I've been working on, in an attempt to provide something in the spirit of the times. I fail at actual horror, though, so you're warned
Anywho, wishing you a happy fall, and Halloween, and general time of life. Enjoy yourselves, ghosties!
-Kitten
PS: For fun, and for those few of you who still keep track of such an itinerant poster, I have some questions:
1)Everybody's got one thing, even if it's only one. So what's the one thing that actually kind of frightens you?
2)Deja Vu? See me once, shame on you, see me twice, shame on me? One good rockin' nightmare from something...perhaps even something non-sequiter.
3) The Rule of Threes: Test yourself. Three lines of three words to make the spookiest (or whatever-est) cryptic triptych verse.






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"I am always doing what I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it." -- Pablo Picasso
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Mr. Holmes thanks you for your letter. At the moment he is in retirement in Sussex, keeping bees.
-Reply of a bank at 221B Baker Street, London, in response to 4 or so letters addressed daily to fictional sleuth Sherlock Holmes
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"I am always doing what I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it." -- Pablo Picasso
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"Though both are bound in the spiral dance, I would rather be a cyborg than a goddess."
-Donna Haraway
Occasionally, by accident, I am a jerk. When I am, please let me know, and, if the situation warrants it, hit me with a blunt object.
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Mr. Holmes thanks you for your letter. At the moment he is in retirement in Sussex, keeping bees.
-Reply of a bank at 221B Baker Street, London, in response to 4 or so letters addressed daily to fictional sleuth Sherlock Holmes
As I Grew Older
i carry your heart with me
I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair
Fallen Angel
Chocolate Cake
Remember
Mid-term Break
Love's Philosophy
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
The Moment
The Whipping
Marks
Beautiful!
A cento for you and another page ripped from the textbook. Bang-bang.
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"This wasn't just plain terrible, this was fancy terrible. This was terrible with raisins in it." -- Dorothy Parker
An idle game of fear and trust
Five fathoms of the black silk line
Knotted tight, pulled taut with lust
An idle game of fear and trust
Played on a supple form supine
Knotted tight, pulled taut with lust
The dam-burst flood of light divine
Played on a supple form supine
This long, meandering tune of mine
The dam-burst flood of light divine
A kitten and a ball of twine
Pan-TOOM! And the battle continues.
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"This wasn't just plain terrible, this was fancy terrible. This was terrible with raisins in it." -- Dorothy Parker
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'Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `You're screwed, dude.'
So thank you very much! It's wonderful to hear that you enjoyed my poems! Thank you, again!
-Kitten
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Mr. Holmes thanks you for your letter. At the moment he is in retirement in Sussex, keeping bees.
-Reply of a bank at 221B Baker Street, London, in response to 4 or so letters addressed daily to fictional sleuth Sherlock Holmes
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'Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `You're screwed, dude.'
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