Bobisnotmyuncle : Writing

The Doomed Man's Scribe

The Doomed Man's Scribe

A Story by Bobisnotmyuncle


You'll see that your life is still worthwhile if you'll just smile. Or not.
Split Into

Split Into

A Story by Bobisnotmyuncle


A delightful night, a banana split, and percussive bliss. What more could you ask for?
Is it okay?

Is it okay?

A Poem by Bobisnotmyuncle


If it is okay to speak letters, than surely it is okay to feel words. The words are but distant thoughts to an internal battle of woe.
Indifference

Indifference

A Story by Bobisnotmyuncle


It seems the world would rather continue to play than be put on pause.
The Troll's toll

The Troll's toll

A Story by Bobisnotmyuncle


A beautiful end to a nightmarish present. The troll's life has been a taxing one and has taken a toll.
Goodbye, sweet Toyota

Goodbye, sweet Toyota

A Poem by Bobisnotmyuncle


It bellows and howls, rocking back and forth.It does not know who or what is the cause.It only knows that it is in pain.A pain it remembers no doubt. ..
Binged

Binged

A Story by Bobisnotmyuncle


Does a dog feed on its master's flesh when they have perished? Or do they simply wallow and howl about? Let's say in this scenario, the master, a rath..
Death Dialogue

Death Dialogue

A Poem by Bobisnotmyuncle


Death Dialogue squawks at my doorfrothing a swath swordbreathin' a heathen at my doorstep An orthodox tongued whoremountains of words loaded afloated ..
Cavernous Thoughts

Cavernous Thoughts

A Poem by Bobisnotmyuncle


The lonely cave, I often find myself locked away. I take peace in its hideaway. The comforting chill of the rocks-the thinking dark in the atmosphere...
Closed Stall Doors

Closed Stall Doors

A Poem by Bobisnotmyuncle


Was that the wind or a fart?I couldn't have known, thought it a shartTo the bathroom, I walk and swayPraying to the Gods, the poops awayStall doors sh..

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