Probably just the wind
Have you ever seen the cat
Pawing at something under the door
Out of the corner of your eye
Death-blackened fingers withdraw
Back into the closed room
And you think to yourself,
…nah
Tag Archives: Dark humor
under the drill
Gadzooks! I forgot to post this morning!
the dentist
drills to shave the edge off my crown
raw
agony
blooms
I take myself away.
Relax into the pain.
everything I have learned
from years of dysmenorrhea
comes instantly into play.
Relax.
Relax more.
it’s that or wriggle
and you best not wriggle
under the drill.
it’s not very sensitive, is it? he says.
nooo… that hurt. I reply
and we all have a good laugh.
how strange we humans are.
how trusting.
I open my mouth again
and let him do it
ten more times.
Inktober – The Tragic Death of the Owl
This masterpiece is the result of a joint effort between Cowdog Creatives (https://peteycowdogcreatives.wordpress.com/) and myself.
Lump Bump
I didn’t finish my comic page today either! But I got some work done on it so I’m happy.
Here’s another old poem, recovered from the journals.
Is this what seduction is?
Lump lump bump bump
All I can do is stare
And wonder at the reaction
Of a Vulcan mind meld
With the office chair
Which sits blankly
Watching us
As its stuffing detaches
And dust gathers
In its joints
Inktober – On Time – 1
The first page of what I hope will become a little five or six page horror story. Wish me gumption.
Sarah D. Silvey 