Brain Fetus• Show poetry

• Last seen on Jul 20 1:48 PM 2007. Member since January 10, 2007.
• I'm a citrine experience poet for 162 comments.
• My mood is , and quote is The horror! The horror!.
• I am a person from California (United States)
• When I'm not writing, I'm a student .
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• I am in the groups Haiku, Insomnia Delerium, Real Critiques, The Cheese Lovers, You made me do it damn it
• I have 162 comments, 3 contests

My Poetry

• Don't Interfere with other Countries on Behalf of Human Rights

  When we look at whether or not we exist, / we must ask ourselves if countries should interfere / The precedent set by the Monroe doctrine implied that the U.S. had a moral obligation to interfere with the affairs of

  3 lines, May 14, 2007
• Vision Hidden in Eyes

  His eyes are the color of a mud puddle. / When dappled sunlight trickles throukgh forest trees, / the water shines in golden patches, /

  30 lines, 3 comments, May 10, 2007. In Hope, Love, Life, Thoughts
• The Day the Zombies Killed Vacaville

  On a lonely afternoon, / when the hot low sun would die so soon, / / The Zombies attacked! / / load your gun. / / lock / the doors. / li

  56 lines, 1 comment, May 10, 2007. In Weird, Zombies, Death
• When If He Had the Guts

  There is a dead lightbulb / hiding in this man's dead eye / there is a void / in the world of tomorrow / / we look and we see sorrow / this man has dull hair / hiding a black hole / / where memories leake

  19 lines, 1 comment, April 30, 2007

My Stories

• The Old Soul of Mrs. Marlowe

  / / / Mrs. Marlowe went down the hall, jerkingly with her walker. Her cold bones ached, her head felt light and dizzy, though her mind was as acutely aware as ever of the dismal place she had to call home. She heard Miss Martha behind her, the s

  2452 lines, March 15, 2007. In 2000-5000 words
• The Last Man Standing

  408 lines, 1 comment, February 24, 2007. In <600 words, Boredom, Depression, Love
• Too Much Techno

  When the light of the disco ball so far above sparkled like an underground sun, the beat took on a new intensity. It was then. Then he knew he was in heaven. The bodies moved with the beat in fantastic colors. He thought there could be nothing more beau

  313 lines, 1 comment, February 24, 2007. In , Drugs, Tragedy

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