A Runcible Round

The murderous Kankers went off in a Sieve
   To cross the Bloody Sea;   
And all of their friends cried, "Happy dead ends!"
   Maliciously nice as could be,
   Their mouths full of moldy Brie.  

The night was bright with yellow light;
   A lightning storm arose.
The Kankers flew a metal kite
   That looked like a boogery nose.
The Bloody Sea delighted to bite
   A rain of torrible crows.

The Sieve was downed; the Kankers were drowned;
   Their bodies washed ashore
   Where they had sailed for.
Their smiling faces looked up from the ground 
   On the hills of the Chankly Bore,
   And sang this runcible round:——

"A bat and a rat and a cat
Convened for a quatical chat:
  They plotted a killing——
  A murder most chilling——
Of bumps in the night that go SPLAT!"

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Tripping Weird

I’m all alone.
I swallow a tube of pills.
This is some dirty shit,
some real hillbilly shit.
Thirty minutes later the party starts.
I’ve invited some very strange guests into my head and house.
I’m very heavy.
I can’t remember anything…

“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
Is someone here?
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
It echoes…
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
My voice is pale and ghostly.
It’s as dry as my mouth.
There’s a lot of talking in that other room.
I go to the room…
I’m afraid to open the door…
They’re on the other side…
But I have to open the door…
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
I open the door…
The room is empty.
I’m all alone.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…

Bugs are everywhere.
Bugs are crawling everywhere.
Big, nasty bugs.
Colors are dull.
Sounds are dull.
Everything is dull.
I’m dull.
I’m very dull and heavy.
I’m walking like Frankenstein’s monster.
I’m awake in a PG-13 nightmare.
I’m in my own Halloween Town.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
I can’t remember anything…

“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
I’m very heavy.
I go to sit down, and I plop down.
I’m very heavy.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
Is someone here?…

I’m all alone.
Colors are weird.
Sounds are weird.
Everything is weird.
I’m weird.
I’m very weird and heavy.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
Hello?…

I get up.
I’m very heavy.
I’m walking like Frankenstein’s monster.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
Is someone here?…
I can’t remember anything…

There’s a lot of talking in that other room.
I go to the room…
I’m afraid to open the door…
They’re on the other side…
But I have to open the door…
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
Hello?…
I open the door…
The room is empty.
I’m all alone.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…

I’m walking like Frankenstein’s monster.
There are so many bugs…
They’re squirming around everywhere…
Big-ass, nasty bugs…
crawling everywhere…
I’m all alone.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
Is someone here?…
I can’t remember anything…

I’m awake in a PG-13 nightmare.
I’d better enjoy it:
I’ll be suicidally depressed for the next few days…
I’m going to feel horrible for the next few days…
That I remember…

I can’t remember anything…
What’d I just say?…
I’m all alone.
“ERIC! Eric, eric…”
Hello?…
Hello?…

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An Occurrence in Tilbury Town*

Poor, broken-hearted Abel Spleen
   Beneath a streetlight casts a shadow.
He'd hoped to find a sunny, green 
      Elysian meadow.

Barely a man, at sweet sixteen
   He's gone where none who love him can follow.
He drank his cup of bitter teen
      In one large swallow.

Where he has gone,—to what demesne,—
   (If we in life are ever rooted),
Is all conjecture very mean, 
      And much disputed.  

He's gone, and yet he still is seen
   Suffering love's disdain and panging:
Poor, broken-hearted Abel Spleen
      Is dead weight hanging.

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*Tilbury Town E.A. Robinson’s fictional American town where shit happens.

Lethe’s Brim

"No, no, go not to Lethe..."
                —John Keats

Ignore them, though they call you,——all the pills
   And liquor teasing playfully from the drawer,——
The leather belt, half on the chair, that spills
   Into a single loop upon the floor;
Fashion no crown of thorns with poisoned darts;
   And let the vulture fly an aimless flight
      That sees him make in vain each listless sweep
Till he forsakes his stalking and departs;
   For soon you'll fall into an endless night,——
      A blank and dreamless void of empty sleep.

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