I have named it.

The kittens name is....Crystal.
It is an apt name, seeing as
she felt compelled to break
my crystal goblet.

The very one I "drink" from
on the occasions when someone
tries to break in.

One must see to use manners
when one is in his own home.

Crystal has not one.  
She has already used my coffin
as an outhouse.
We are working stridently on
that particular issue.

Last nights hunt was....well,
boring, to say the least.  I was
distracted.  My thoughts were of
home and what Crystal was doing now.

I need to take time.  
Feel the flavor of the hunt.  
Feel my preys fear.  
Or it is like drinking Ale,
instead of a rare wine.

Both will get you there.  
But, as I alwyas say,
One must always choose style.  It is
what separates us from...well,
uncouth mortals and such.

I am not a snob.
I may be pure evil, true.
But, I do have standards.
Few that they may be.

I believe I am fit now.
Tomorrows nights hunt will be
one of the most fun.
I am going to a party.

One I must crash, of course.


~Lord Kellington

Everything good comes with a price.

You came with the cost of my free thought,
And my flirtatious disposition,

Friends come with the fact that you will alwyas have to be there for them, support them no matter what, be burdened by their death and mistakes.

Good grades come with sleepless nights and devotion to mindless work.

Life comes with sorrow and grief as well as madness and terror.

Books come with the fact that if you read them to the end, you will be sad cause there is no more to it ocnce you are done with it.

And the list goes on, from simple things, to everything.
Think about it.

i ate
an apple


while the hamster

began swinginf from thte branch


and licking

juices
from the cat
droppings which
formed
an impressive pile in the corner of the room.


the door
swings open

and man
yells
for the broom
so as to bash someone on the head---

usually
a random child who would spit gum on the lawn.


laughter is evident
and the breeze is cool
and the sun
is healing

and the clouds

are soaring
over equador.


i eat 6 chicken fingers

and 4 burgers
with a glass of juice.

ciggarettes are $10 now
so **** that.


and the fat lady outside with her little dog alwyas on the phone and always
glaring at me
will one day be vaporized by an incoming meteor shower which
specifically targets
her hut on the culdesac.


worms
are eating my ulcers

and the sweat
quenches my thirst

when sometimes
i'd rather be out talking to myself in peace

because

no one bothers a crazy person
especially when they're just mere centimeters
away

and ready to ****

miles and miles we had walked ,
4:00 had become my favorite time,
Going to school without a single dime ,
sometimes I eat ,sometimes I don't ,
lightheaded at times but that didn't stop me,
The looks at school I got constantly,
when I announced I don't have any money,

The sadness I felt when I saw others who had it,
Tears are my food so I am always full,
Gut wrenching hunger tears through me daily ,
The look on her face when I leave for school ,
knowing her child will be hungry all day ,
My thoughts of a better life was all I thought about ,
Not having much I learnt how to do without,
Coming back from school was always the best ,
Because then I would eat forget the rest,
Alwyas thought about it as fasting ,
At times it all felt overwhelming,
But I knew better than dwelling in a life that had me drowning ,

Looking at them when evening came ,
Had parents that came for them when I had to walk in the rain ,
stones pricked through the hole in my shoe caused me pain,
Asked myself if I was praying in vain,

It all taught me how to be tough ,
To not cower when things get rough ,
The pain in my eyes is what causes me to survive,
Makes me think sometimes if I want to stay alive ,
They laughed because it was so funny not having rich parents with money,
what mattered was I had a family that love me ,

My sister's were my first friends,
said we will never leave each other til the end ,
It hurt me to think someday they will bend ,
And maybe won't answer my texts that I send,

I have accepted it all the sad truth that is my life ,
To overcome is my goal ,
For someone to hear my voice and thoughts ,
I now love the sadness my life brought.