They came from the deep sky
with conquest in their eye
not content with the trees
they were here to squeeze
us
Drove us underground
put us in zoos
wailing and gnashing our only sound
hairy devils they ate Gary Neville..
tried to eat Vinnie Jones
He ate them, burped, and spat out all the bones
"Oi! monkey breath!" his battle cry
He rallied humanity he would not let us die...
Got riled up, called in his Hollywood pals
started kicking-*** and seducing gals
Rowdy Roddy Piper and Van-Damme
left those flying monkeys
looking like chewed ham
They released mankind from slavery
saving us from certain doom
The Fall of The Flying Monkeys
in a theatre near you soon.....

You heal me with a glance                              Even when I am unaware
You heal me with a touch                               Though I fear and pull away
You heal me with a smile                                Shining through your tears
You heal me with your words                      I heed what you say

Early morning sun was pouring in through their window
the warmth spreading over the beds
keeping the boys drowsy
downstairs the telephong rang
no-one answered it
he crawled out from under the heavy quilted bedspread
his brother had a bedspread with stars all over
celestial-something
too long a word for a five year old to bother with
he went to the phone
picked it up
listened  
did what it the voice had told him
he went to the kitchen
got the bbq fluid and matches
poured it on his brothers bed
went down stairs
watched The Hair Bear Bunch while his brother burned

He woke in the vw.
Things were getting out of hand
there was nothing but silence from the Landlord
no comments on his work
maybe he was getting to obscure for his own good
might start to think he was nothing but a *** criminal
That's not right, his ethics preclude that.
Love no *** no just killing and causing ******* pain.
That put a smile back on his face.
Over to his right dogs were barking
mad like they were afraid.
He followed the noise, down into the concrete flood channel.
Dogs were ok Judy wrote that poem about their honesty
They don't ***** you over
Or let you down.
He found the dogs. Three barking at something red.
something gutted like a fish.
Spread out.
He bent over, started to move bits, then frowned.
Louisa..
Slowly turning around  he scanned the area.
Then left to check
Cat on the porch a worried woman in the window
Glad for the cat.
Someone was playing a game
He liked games.
Went to an internet cafe
logged on
saw there was a Poem from a new poet
Serial Roadkill
read it got it
time to get into character
We'll see how good you are boy
I'm no old lady
He cast a circle around the motel bed that night
had to hit the kid ******* in the bathroom real hard till she shut up
distracting him
He said the words slow. under his breath

If I find a way back to you through the dark and dawn I'll take it
a thousand circles in blood for the boy who doesn't live anymore

maybe this is what is meant to be, one final test..