

The Pink Beast Chasing toads skipping stones,The Pink Beast by ~superkoop
Sunset slumber & out at noon,
Skinned Knees climbing trees,
War house cops and robbers.
Wide eyes merely seeing,
Death? Babies? Others?
The hidden underthings,
Questions without answers.
Best friends lame haters,
Study all day party @ 7,
Carpe Diem & forget all else,
Licence phone designer jeans.
Self-deceiving open eyes,
All is known let's live it up,
Come along they're all asleep,
Sweat moans rushing blood.
Casual Fridays eggs on-sale,
Saturday toons & fruit loops,
Set height incessant width,
Sleepless nights mock an era past.
Bloodshot eyes saw too much,
Wrungen hands, prostrate at the al


Sinking Child And the child has fallen through the cracks,Sinking Child by ~superkoop
Sinking deeper and deeper until he is nil,
Awaiting a higher being to pull him out,
The child struggles to send out an SOS.


A Drone Traded Between Queens Flabbergasted and moaning,A Drone Traded Between Queens by ~superkoop
Stoned he licks a lesion,
As if tears could truly heal,
Streams become walls.
Hear the panther pining,
Desiring few but adhesion,
As if to place on heart a seal,
His soul feels like St. Paul's.
See a boy stooped to droning,
Owning all but cohesion,
He suffers another meal,
Desiring to run alas he crawls.
Behold the people intoning,
His fear swells up artesian,
Resisting he is pushed to kneel,
Waiting to be caught he falls.


Risking It All Somewhere there is something,Risking It All by ~superkoop
Or perhaps it's a big fat lie,
A fairytale told by old Millies,
The herpes of storytellers.
Somewhere there is something,
Despised by failed seekers,
Loathed by bitter losers,
Distorted by popular media.
Somewhere there is something;
A hope we must preserve,
A risk we must take, or risk
Missing the point of this picture.