She is a flesh devouring fairy who feasts on children
who dont' wash their hands and primp their toes
Darkly inclined she lives in the shadows, once bitten
you will turn as evil as her extra long snubby nose
Her name is Darkelina and she snickers to herself
she owns spidery fingers and her teeth are razor sharp
Sponge em' down, disinfect, scour them clean or else
she will cleave your little pinkie and stitch it to her harp
Darkelina Pixie-Meana thats what they call her Heh !
better wash it or hide it before she finds you child
Gloomy and morose with a dark disposition, its her way
better tuck them under the covers, for she is crazy wild
Beyond the twitch of night she can give you such a fright
shes got teeth with jagged edges, boy how she loves to bite !
Categories:
snubby, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Miles past the nightstand
over the plastic water bottle.
the Ambien pill dispenser
and the soul-bruised eye shades,
an arrhythmic clock
ticks like a bombed-out tank.
Of course there is the lampshade
(that lighthouse for the luminescent krill
of submerged consciousness)
that seems attached to my skin
whenever body parts want to cut ties
with a mattresses concave reality.
Secreted like a drugged shark
in the shallow recesses of a snaring drawer
a snubby barrel with six mad prayers
snugs up against a snoring bible.
The raven iridescence
of night-cats prowl a life leaking bed;
occasionally they look up
their eyes shining
as they search for an alien presence.
On its four arthritic legs the nightstand
watches;
its tour of duty still patrolling a far off
conflict of doubt and faith.
Time to turn over the hull of being,
upright any surface
with a legibly printed label,
then haul that address back in
from the far side of an arm’s reach.
Time to shuck whatever shell
still rolls unopened in the surf
of the tossed and blanketed.
Categories:
snubby, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Today church is snowie
I need a snow court
To feel kinda snuggy
People here are snotty
They make you act snubby
Since there ways are snobby
They act supper dummy
And feel razy hazy
Coz stuff here is crazy
Yet we take it easy
And play it crazy mezzy pozzy
Rushy crushy party
Dream cocky paper cookie
Make the gospel bitter
As we try to better best
Hold the world tighter
Throw the gospel further
Cant even see the father
Yahweh God our savior
Messiah God creator
To him our sin is noise
crapy, wapy, ruffy scrappy
We're some little boys
Categories:
snubby, religion, boy,
Form: Rhyme