Very Bad Archive
a night of nothingness
a sickly substance
it started with a downer...
then to driving and cherry cherry icee
to 99 cents of gooey caramel and apple
thank you one dollar treats
where to now? who cares?
we have our beats and whispering
sometimes shouting in excitement windows
hey! look! A 24 hour chain coffe joint!
one that's name resembles a marriage
of a galactic ball of gas and the informal slang of 100 copper pennies
enter maya
nightshifter and maker of drinks
your humor and discussion, how lovely!
possibly broken into douchebag!
(does his breathe smell shower fresh?!?)
wyclef pres of haiti!
monkey children!
it's a prostetic leg!?
oh maya, did we just become...
besties?
next the restroom
oh dyson, what magical handryer
your creations make me feel
complete
of evening and early morn of nothing,
you really were
quite
something
a sickly substance has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of a sickly's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of a sickly's latest works: