Mohl083 : Writing

where skeletons f**k

where skeletons f**k

A Poem by Mohl083


yeah, whatever...
empty

empty

A Poem by Mohl083


lame title, i know, wanna fight about it? good, get the hell out of here!
dig your own grave and save

dig your own grave and save

A Poem by Mohl083


title stolen from a simpsons show.
tell me who to call

tell me who to call

A Poem by Mohl083


if you haven't figured it out, my poetry is pretty much whatever the hell slips into my head at any moment...
things are looking up

things are looking up

A Poem by Mohl083


it's time to laugh again
money well spent

money well spent

A Story by Mohl083


"I still don't see why you called for me, Mr. Stevens." "Of course not," the old man replied. "I havn't told you yet. I th..
finding the puppet

finding the puppet

A Poem by Mohl083


based on a vision i had a couple years back
odd mix of booze and pills

odd mix of booze and pills

A Poem by Mohl083


let's make this quick, babe
quiet reflection

quiet reflection

A Poem by Mohl083


the fan's running too loud so i cut it off for now. i think about taking a walk so i can catch a glimpse of the girl's a*s who lives in the next ..
get the f**k up, luke!

get the f**k up, luke!

A Poem by Mohl083


for some reason i got very angry towards the end of this one...