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
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
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!
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: