He put cotton in my mouth this morning.The night before he said “come on Dylan, it’ll be a laugh” and there was no warning.Although he introduced me to a few of his friendsThere was a point that the night had to end.He put my...
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;But O heart...
Nature’s first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf’s a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf.So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay. Featured in Episode 15 – We’ve all got a snake...
Santa’s an alien, I don’t know why.His sleigh’s like an UFO, undetectable in the sky.Before Xmas, we visit his grotto.You better watch out is part of his motto.He brainwashes grown men to take his place.So he can talk to children...
The joyful noise of jingle bellsRings out across the silent night,The midnight sleigh ride’s twinkling lightsReflecting a blue ChristmasIn the sheen of freshly fallen snow.We race through winter wonderlandsTo the warming cheerOf a welcoming...
Two fat bowls turned ashen like thedirty, patchy snowscattered around Buffalo’s parking lots.I stashed my pipe in the hotel roomon my way to join everyone elsein our ride to Santa Con.Second largest in the nation,next to DC’s.Our arrival was synced...
As November leavesits shadowy touchat the end of the year,I fall into a slumberAnd a world of dreams appears; A poet on a hillside,A painter by a heath,A kind Victorian lady,A slapstick jewellery thief, An angry little mouse,A ballerina in a box,A...
Wintery white flakesFlow all aroundA frozen kissFrom a frozen mouth A gift from the bright skyThey Adorn the earthDress me in snowflakesFor an ice-cold rebirth I feel their coldGlacial touchA Christmas wishSent from above Featured in Episode 14 –...
It’s rectangle but it feels soft,it must be another t-shirt, fuck!It’s a perfectly square box,oh please not Lynx Africa you schmuck! It’s a triangle, what could it be?I feel like this could be different, I feel such luck!Triangular...
The clock strikes 12 with a familiar tone, I walk to the window of my humble home, The air heavy with frost the land white with snow, A solitary couple exchanging gifts below Though you are not there. A squeal of joy was heard by all, In sadness I...