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Another Ed Gein (The Plainfield Psycho) related poem. Well, no one reads my stuff unless it's got death in it. Perhaps I'll get a collection going. [155 words]
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I kick arse for the Lord. [December 2005]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (19) A Dragon Is To Eat, Not Just For Christmas (Short Stories) This story is poo. [680 words] [Comedy] Attempted Suicide (Poetry) NB: Don't read this if you're suicidal. In fact you probably shouldn't read it if you're a fan of good poetry either, but what the hell, I've seen and written worse on this site. [143 words] [Relationships] Bloody Retribution (Short Stories) A man avenges the death of his father. [493 words] [Horror] Celebrating Life (Short Stories) A collection of stories through the viewpoints of different people that interlink to show how the lives of others can be affected by our seemingly insignificant actions. [6,755 words] Colin Makes His Hit (Short Stories) Colin takes advantage of the new Peoples' Licence to Kill legislation. [1,165 words] [Horror] Daddy Ain't No Man No More (Poetry) Figure it out. [99 words] [Comedy] Death Of A Friend: Chapter 1 (Novels) Really need some technical crit on this! A man discovers the death of a forgotten friend and becomes far more involved than he could have possibly imagined. [1,930 words] [Relationships] ... Die By The Sword (Short Stories) Victor loves TV... His obsession with a certain cop show gets him in more trouble than he could possibly imagine. [2,335 words] [Suspense] Final Words (Poetry) Hung up? Me? Never. [110 words] [Relationships] Girl In The Rain (Short Stories) We always think of ourselves as individuals, until we notice that there are other individuals just like us. [505 words] [Nature] Heart Of Gold (Poetry) I reeled this off about the 'Plainfield Psycho' Ed Gein in preparation for my next story. Enjoy. [428 words] [Horror] Jesus Christ Superslacker (Short Stories) The happy work of a contented atheist. [686 words] [Humor] Man, Ape And The Rather Large Boulder (Short Stories) Longer! Funnier! Un-cut! This is a beautiful story of one man and his monkey friend and some druids who, incidentally are naked and some small, brown furry creatures. Did I say monkey?! I meant Ape! P... [3,037 words] [Comedy] Moses And The Parting Of The Red Sea (Short Stories) A story adapted from the greatest work of fiction ever written. I would seriously advise against any devout Christians actually reading this. That's not an apology, it's merely a warning. [796 words] [Humor] Mother Earth (Nae) (Short Stories) On a dark afternoon in the dead of winter, one tired old lady looks down upon the world and thinks: That’s it. This is too much. They’ve all got the wrong idea. And she sets about destroying the ones ... [351 words] [Spiritual] Slug Jam For Grown-Ups (Short Stories) Jessica is a perfect, pretty fourteen year old girl. After years of over-protection from her parents, she seeks the help of a friend. And then things begin to change... [5,502 words] [Horror] St Valentine's Curse (Poetry) Love is weird. [144 words] [Romance] The St Francis Dam Disaster (Short Stories) A story conjured from the greatest American civil engineering failure of the Twentieth Century in which around 500 people were killed. [1,993 words] [History] The Story Of Trading (Featuring Man And Ape) (Short Stories) 'Tis a humourous tale of the begins of trade. Ape knows the key to saving Man's life, and unfortunately Man has to trust him. The trade that starts their friendship is also their downfall. [1,609 words] [Comedy]
Thoughtless Crime Rowan Davies
Why did you do it? No broken bones,
But tufts of hair that clung to hard dead skin
And a smell of must in the air, vinegary preservative,
A stagnant stench of bodies kept from their earthy homes.
Anatomical books were scattered on rotting bench-wood,
Mildew-eaten through time but they were well-used,
We saw your pictures, diagrams of Venus form,
Sickened by your life, your work and pleasure.
With callous hands like all you had ever received
We met the faces of friends and we took them from you,
We stole them via an inability to appreciate the time and effort,
Unable to conceive an art form so powerful, pure and undiscovered.
And then, when the doors were open and the boxes finally prised
It must have hurt. Invading your collection of caring creations,
Invading your very being in blind ignorance of your ways,
Convicting you without exception for being yourself.
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