Robots Ate Your Grandma

A collection of tales not concerning any robots eating anybodys grandmas.

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Sunday, October 22, 2006

Requiem For A Dream

I did a brain dump, and came out with these. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what they are written for. Depression is at an all-time high. It seems like an "IN" thing to do anyway, so why not go with the crowd.

Surprise, Surprise

read it in one magazine
you can tell if it is

between glossy paper sheen'
and messages by the police

she'll tell you that it is
you tear away at the pages

you pray for her to be his
like the dead listen to sages

rgalang
10/22/2006


I Am Not Here

sure you can take it all back
roll over a page if it fits

difference is there is no black
just whites and that nobody beats

play soft seventies in my ear
and follow the snare of shuffled feet

be different had i not been here?
now cry over the success of defeat

rgalang
10/22/2006

empty spaces

rustic walls talk in the quiet spaces
between wake and sleep of the heart

they tell of sorrow to floors of mazes
and of solitude found in distance apart

the light splashes over the awning
begging the emptiness of this crowning

rgalang
10/22/2006

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