Thursday, October 9, 2008
Village-less Lunatic: Advancement
Advancement Toys have advanced but still they are toys And only bits and fragments of joy Can these gadgets still inspire. As of now, only pleasure suffices. Jettison all old devices. Chemicals, all sampled and tried, Are of no great solace now. Relations are things bloated and dried, Cavorting...
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Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Village-Less Lunatic: Legend of the Sand-Sailing Shack!
Legend of the Sand-Sailing Shack This legend of South America they sing Is of an unexplained spectacle thing. It’s a structure of which none has ever come back. The legend of the Sand-Sailing Shack! Now around exactly 9:23 at night In a California desert, a traveler might Glance upon the ghastly...
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Sunday, October 5, 2008
The Romance and Tragedy of Banking: based on a prompt by Ciel
This is a short story-poem based off a prompt by Ciel! The Romance & Tragedy of Banking Once in the Old West, yes the same Old West frequented in tales of cowboys and gold...there lived a lady, a sharp-looking lady, who fell in love when she was but 9 years old. She knew a young boy, an ambitious...
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Thursday, October 2, 2008
Village-Less Lunatic: A Puzzle
A Puzzle Not a puzzle Scattered ‘round For the purpose Of being found, Just to fit flawlessly in line. Rather, shards of a kind. But it’s difficult to fathom Remaining, to find fit. Idiots… Not a puzzle, Are these grains. Scattered about, These are the remains Of a thing eroded By time and by the...
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Village-less Lunatic: "Moan-Grope Game"
Moan-Grope Game Not to gripe at all, But July and well-past Fall, Into the matured Winter You each rubbed against each other, Falling, conflict-free, unto covers. Blossoming only leads to wither. Slobbering and sensation Make due. Fulfillment, pleasure. All the same. Another morsel lost to the...
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Monday, September 29, 2008
Village-less Lunatic: Before It...
Before It An ungodly narrow crevice Will suffice. It shall yield the climax, It’ll sling the vice. The buds are rejoicing, Wallowing in sting. A rush is rather hoisting, Before gravity sings. You received a high like no other mortal experience gave. Now the red upon your thighs requires cleansing,...
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Thursday, September 25, 2008
Village-less Lunatic: Trembling Reasons
Trembling Reasons Trembling so At the sound of numerical data Spewed out in a speed. But will not undergo The separation of ending splatters’ Effects on the knees. Copyright (c) 2008 Hollie Holmes. All rights reserved.
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Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Village-less Lunatic's Ravings: poems (opening) "Imitation Plastic"
Villageless Lunatic written between December 2005 and June 2006, (after Katrina). Very abrstract set of poems. Hope you enjoy. Also, sorry for the 7-day hiatus. Schoolwork crept up on me. Imitation Plastic Chemical as toxic to the plant As it is to the hapless ant A metallic and generic phrase To...
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Sunday, September 21, 2008
something different: halloween rant
No short story or poem tonight, folks. I apologize. Instead I suppose I'll just free-write. Halloween approaches. Everything is already getting more cobweb-y and orange. Last year, I won a costume contest for my home-made Corpse Bride outfit. I donned a tattered veil, a thrift-store wedding gown,...
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Sunday, September 14, 2008
Flight with Hostility: Deconstruction (finale)
read as a monologue Deconstruction “I’m a symbol…onto which you can attach…every fortuitous whim. Use my presence…to act. You scum! Filth!...Flush with your crimes. Burn with your flaws…before you die. It…never happened for it Was not you who…performed those acts…those offenses, no. T’was the...
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