Extreme inactivity is bad.
I really ought to post up more stuff...
So Pleasing is LifeThe day was ending, the sky was darkening, and I am to be going out once more! Into the eve, into the shadows! Amongst the foliage they will bleed, into the soil it will seep. I am an artist, self proclaimed! A butcher who has claimed a ten score of lives, and tonight another shall parish. The police may believe themselves hot on my trail, yet they still manage to suspect nothing of me. Adorned with the suavity of my long coat, my brief case is filled. Knives, blades, syringes, needles, tape, the whole bundle. A sadist is what I am, one who takes pleasure in another's pain, yet with me I love it when the flame of life burning within a body fiSo Pleasing is Life by ~BuntesGlas
Early Morning FogOn those foggy days,Early Morning Fog by ~BuntesGlas
I sit and stare.
Outside the window,
those shifting low clouds swirl,
My mind draws blank.
Then I remember,
The forest calls, the gloomy dark.
The early moring fog.