Tag Archives: death
haiku #344
It doesn’t matter Cause you’re still on the death list So get back in line
haiku #335
Don’t fly to heaven Dove of death rock stay with me unfortunate son
Poll
Death joins the card game and wins a couple of hands. you think nothing of it. Then other people begin to leave and soon there is only a handful left, you and Death. What do you DO? Fold and go home. Place all your chips in a MASSIVE stake. Try to wind UP Death? TryContinue reading “Poll”
Conversation With A Worm
Hi. I am alone. It’s dark in here. Where shall I begin? Are you comfortable? Well, I died in 1991. I never got to see the Spice Girls live and heaven knows what happened to my CRUISE! Well, life It was good if you count all the nutters I had the acquaintance of knowing. Vainglorious petty, tooContinue reading “Conversation With A Worm”
Haiku #73
toe-curling death then It’s the only one for me May I leave you now?
Dresden’s Bloody Flow
The hill captures the spirit of an age all can look upwards and see its peak Zombies moping around at the bottom cause a squeeze. Should I zombie or follow? Spare parts for sale get your android here! Get your arms here! Energy pills for sale! Words for Swords and the incessant kill What I leaveContinue reading “Dresden’s Bloody Flow”
Death
The death of a loved one scours the soul. Into darkness with only a wooden bowl into a morass of dead ends and red herrings until you question how soon is the ending of a life of suffering and painful vision of a future not worth living alone. Andrew Mark Watkins © 2016
DigitalInk AndSketch Art
My latest creations in Inkscape. Andrew Watkins 2016 ©
Behind us lies the truth
Back from the dead. I chose death. Behind me was life. I chose death. Close by life. I chose death. Behind was the tale that I grew up. I chose death. Behind was the impression effort made. I chose death. Behind were my friends. I chose death. Behind were accomplishments, minor and many. You knowContinue reading “Behind us lies the truth”
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 