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Apr 26, 2010

The Rhyme of Snobberwocky and The Beanpole.


A crazy attempt to cheer up a friend resulted in this.


The Rhyme of Snobberwocky and The Beanpole

Snobberwocky:
I will breathe fire,
I will chew you out,
And I'll vent my ire,
Without thinking about,
Whoever you may be,
Whatever you may say,
I will not smile,
I will only stare.

The Beanpole:
That's what you think,
I know it's not true,
'Cos I see a Titch,
Somewhere inside you,
A Titch that I know,
Who yearns to come out,
A Titch that The Beanpole,
Cannot be without.

Snobberwocky:
Silly little Beanpole,
Stand outta my way,
I'm cranky, I'm irritated,
It's just not my day,
Life's not all jokes,
And LOLs galore,
Life's about realities,
Don't be so sore.

*after a pause*

The Beanpole:
I might be silly,
But I miss the Titch,
And that's all that I know,
Not that any of which,
That you say doesn't matter,
I know it is true,
But remember the craziness,
That I shared with you?

Snobberwocky: 
*grudgingly*
Oh well, I do,
But that's not the point,
There's work to be done,
And words to be coined,
But I miss her too,
Maybe more than I say,
But I cannot be the Titch again,
I want to, but no way.

The Beanpole: 
*encouraged*
Life may not be,
All fun and jokes,
But as long as we can laugh about it,
and say "Holy Smokes!",
Everytime we mess it up,
And then get back on our feet,
That how it should be,
Dear ol' Snobberwocky.

Oct 22, 2009

DreamCatcher

That bike of yours is going to get you killed one day.

Oh, probably, but I left it behind at the Plaza.

Come on, there’s no time.

Where are we going?

Run faster, you can fly, can’t you.

That’s what happens when people get old.

But you can’t go. You can’t.

It’s inevitable. You know that.

Couldn’t somebody else die?

No, it has to be me.

But I don’t have anybody else!


“…That there

That's not me

I go

Where I please

I walk through walls

I float down the Liffey

I'm not here

This isn't happening

I'm not here

I'm not here…”


What took you so long?

I bought you something. I know you’ll like it.

What is it?

Open it.

Wow. Wow!

You do like it, don’t you?

I didn’t do it! I’m telling you.

No. I saw you. You killed her.

I didn’t! I didn’t!

But you have blood on your hands. Look.


“…In a little while

I'll be gone

The moment's already passed

Yeah it's gone

And I'm not here

This isn't happening

I'm not here

I'm not here…”


We have a long way to go.

Isn’t it amazing?

Oh yeah, we have to do this more often.

These places are like out of Heaven or something.

Yeah we have to take a lot of photos.

Damn, I forgot the cam.

I guess we’ll just have to draw them then.

I’m sorry, but nobody survived.

What? But…No, you’re lying.

We’ve identified the bodies. I’m sorry.

No, I heard them saying they were ok.

They went away.

Where are they? I want to see them.


“…Strobe lights and blown speakers

Fireworks and hurricanes

I'm not here

This isn't happening

I'm not here

I'm not here…”


I missed you. A lot.

I missed you too.

But now it’s going to be alright again, right?

Of course, it is.

Why are you crying?

It hurts so much.

I know, it hurts me too.

Then why are you doing this?

I don’t want to, but I have to.

No! Don’t’ leave me! I love you!

“…It’s only a dream...”

“…only a dream…”

Author’s Note: In Chippewa culture, a dreamcatcher is a handmade object based on a willow hoop, on which is woven a loose net or web. It is then decorated with personal and sacred items like feathers, and beads. The earliest dreamcatchers, commonly called “Sacred Hoops”, were crafted by parents to protect their children from nightmares. Newborns were given charms that were woven in the form of spider webs to protect their dreams so their innocence would not be harmed by the tricksters of the night.

Good dreams slip through the web in the night, and the bad dreams become caught in the web and are perished by morning light.

Lyrics : How To Disappear Completely - Radiohead