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Electronic Vampires

A spark
Leaps across a synapse
Then another
Then another
And another

My arm moves
My hand moves
My fingers tap
Tap, tap-tap, tap
On my phone,
TV remote

Since when has my
Vital electricity
Belonged to these devices?
An IV drip to drop into
A pool of contented oblivation?

I think I will go for a walk
Right after this next video.


The Spider

Here’s a poem I wrote when I was bout 10 years old. Somehow it’s been banging around in my head all these years, despite the fact that I usually have a pretty bad memory. It’s not anything amazing, but I thought it might be fun to share. Enjoy!


Spinning quickly, weaving webs.
Planning patterns in his head.
Thinking: Did I miss a spot?
It’s hard to see in a garden pot!

Trying to catch a juicy fly,
But all just miss him flying by.
Then finally, with a sudden jerk
His trap’s caught something – and it worked.

He sinks his teeth right in his meal
And swallows it with a little “squeal!”

Ghoul night, sweetheart

Way down
behind the stairs
deep in the basement
where nobody dares

To venture
so few, it’s likely,
will ever see

A coffin
it’s flung open wide
and covered in dirt
yet there’s no corpse inside

It’s walking
two floors above
coming to find you
to show you some love

It will kill you:
squeeze you tight
choke you with screams
suffocate you with fright

You will lie there
among the cobwebs
until night is over
and darkness ebbs

In the morning
your body will rise
shuffle downstairs
far from curious eyes

Climb into the coffin
and sleep through the light;
then darkness will summon up
two ghouls tonight