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My companion
18:20 Apr 27 2020
Times Read: 479
This shadow followed me as a child
It follows me
Always behind me
Sometimes in front
I used to talk to the blackness
Wickedly it would answer
Back and forth with sabers
All-day every day.
Nighttime the shadow went away
Becoming everything everywhere.
Monsters creeping up the stairs
Vampires under the bed
Red eyes behind the hedge
Howls in the distance
Silence in the woods.
Darkness will never leave you alone
Even closing my eyes haven't helped
Even years of alcoholic sleeping haven't helped
Even after the awakening with red eyes wide open
To my true nature.
I slowly peer around the corner yep still there
Sometimes following from behind
Sometimes by my side
Sometimes in front
Always everywhere at night
My wicked companion still follows me
Sometimes my companion chatters wickedness to me like right now.
PRIVATE ENTRY
06:40 Apr 23 2020
Times Read: 506
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Can't find the way home
19:23 Apr 20 2020
Times Read: 523
In a glass jar
with sledgehammer
sitting on a tractor tire
banderloarow filled with 50 caliber
handfuls of 7.62 mm
grenades ready to go
stick of dynamite between my teeth
fuse light and sparkling
sitting in a glass jar waiting
Either word comes or ...
I break the jar
Tears drift from her eyes
flashing, sharp, with love and life
Raven hair, Purple black in the moonlight
Such a sweet sweet smile
Everything you said You meant
I do the best I can
tiptoeing
stomping
making believe a lot of happy noise
Seeking the balance between darkness and light which was never there
From dusk till dawn we feed then we sleep
Can't find my way home
The old Benz died, rolled to a stop
Something broke in the engine
We will have to walk the ten miles to the purple house
Frigid air covers us like a blanket
Middle of the winter cold
Middle of the woods cold
The full moon gives her energy
Ancient Frozen Oaks talk to us
Their creaking talk
The dirt road froze solid crunches beneath my boots
I look you up and see you smiling down through the oak branches
Off in the Distance the Great Wolf howl calling us to join him
We need to get going
Both nodded agreement
Pushed the car to the verge.
Started walking. Both rather drunk, heads clearing in the cold air
We look at each other brothers by birth. Highwaymen by trade, belly laughing starting to move forward
We were really looking for adventure this night.
Our situation is not so terrible.
We are in the middle of Mohawk country,
The spirits and living are still here
We have awoken them
We have awoken the air
We have awoken the trees
We have awoken the earth
We have awoken the moon.
We are really in the middle of it now
Step after step
The Great Wolf howls again closer.
My bother talks of a short cut at the next fork in the road,
Rarely traveled, overgrown into chaos
I'm up for it
We shake and shiver
Only heat from walking
Up ahead a shadow lurks behind a tree by the road
We become our dark selfs excited about the hunt and feast of blood
Flashing fangs and ancient piercing eyes
We look at each other Darksiders good to go
I run-up to the tree
Brother watches from behind eyes grinning
Standing with my back against the tree I shift oh so quietly to get a look on the other side of the tree
My eyes pop I take a step back and wave of my brother
The Cupboard is bear
Suddenly a whirling and whoosh and something with weight have landed on my shoulder digging fingernails into my throat.
Hah, you will stand down.
Purple raven hair covered her face
She is in full Darkside
The clan elder
I have been looking for you two with slight anger that made you think twice before saying anything.
You bring me great-great happiness.
22:03 Apr 16 2020
Times Read: 555
There is this wall
I keep walking up to
I keep walking into
I keep walking through.
Each time
A little bit of me
Is left behind.
Now nothing is left
But a black smokey mist
Swirling in the memories
Of those left behind
There is this sadness
I keep walking up to
I keep walking into
I keep walking through
A little bit of me falls away
I become one with the tear
The tear belongs to those
Of those left behind
There is happiness great-great happiness
I keep walking up to
I keep walking into
I keep walking through
All you have to know is
You bring me great-great happiness.
It started with...20:44 Apr 08 2020
Times Read: 604
It started with...
The test tube shattering on the linoleum. The lab worker was aghast had covering his mouth. No one in the lab was prepared for what happened next. Invisible to the naked eye a monster of a billion parts rose from the mess on the floor. Drifting to the air vent it just disappeared out of the building past the front gate guards. But it did not leave without infecting the poor souls it came into contact with. Twelve days later everyone at the lab facility is dead. Word didn't get out till next morning when the delivery truck brought the laundry for the lab.
From that day word spread like a wildfire.
Another front sight focus day. The virus slowed him down almost in the ground. The negative terrorists are feeding the fear wolf leave the courage wolf starving for action.
There is his body nicked and bleeding. Lying as flat as he could on the floor behind the door sill. Breathing slowly, waiting for the next bullet to whiz by or nick him. His .45 is hot to the touch, burning the palm. He slams in a new magazine. The sniper waited motionless in the cat o nine tails in the swamp a hundred yards away, breathing very slowly. Slowly, silently as if smoke on the wind the sniper moved right and forward closing in on the cabin. He barely saw the sniper partly due to his blood encrusted eyelashes. He could see in the mud room and out the door, splintered with bullet holes. His spring mud covered boots sat there. An explosion from the .50 caliber, bullet whizzed by not harming. The round slammed into the back wall of the cabin leaving another gaping hole.
08:16 Apr 05 2020
Times Read: 625
The storm knocked out the satellite receiver. The first thing to go in an alien invasion is the telecommunications. Time to hunker down. This might be the event we have been waiting for. So sit back and enjoy the show. I hear explosions in the distance. The horizon is turning an orange-red. I can hear the ff-20s powering up over a Moffett field.. God, there are so many of them. Lights in the sky, like angels dropping from heaven. Shit, they are dropping parachute bombs on us. When they hit they explode. The house down the street was just blown up to totally destroyed. Everyone killed. The fires from the gas roar .i call 911. The phone is out. We are isolated. I grab my shotgun put in 5 double ought shells and wait.in the darkness. To my friends please stay away. There is nothing you can do. This is the end tonight right now. Bye.
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