Yes, I cheated. That breath is me breaking out the pan pastels. A Living Ghost It was a snowy winter evening when lonesome wakeful I went wandering,My feet moved of their own accord as I was thoughtless wondering,I was drawn down the road by some strange unknown attraction,and I hardly guessed where I had stepped … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 22. Ghost
INKTOBER 2019: Day 9. Swing
See that kid in the middle? Don't do that. You will get rope burn. [POETRY UNAVAILABLE] This is an extremely lazy, pre-scheduled post with bad art because my department is undergoing an internal audit and I am currently being grilled by my corporate overlords. So, enjoy these poorly drawn children playing on nooses. Or better … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 9. Swing
INKTOBER 2019: Day 3. Bait
Make sure it's a fresh one! Simple Phishing Advice If you want to catch a predator just take a look--Put a fresh baby on the end of a hook!Cast out your line, and you just wait,Whatever you catch will have taken the bait!
Wicked Wednesday Presents:
The Guillotine's Tune C’mon, fly with me and let it all hang loose We’ll tap and sway on the tips of our shoes-- Just swinging to the rhythm of the hangman’s blues. Hand in hand, and we’ll skip down there-- And we’ll shimmy and shake with live-wire flare Just snapping to the beat of the … Continue reading Wicked Wednesday Presents: