![]() Doomsday comes once a weekA Poem by Laura E. ArandaFrom the bowels of the deep Emerges chambers of horror Not unlike that of eons before Destined for savageness Doom peers from the horizon beyond Below wails the screams of the bacterial victims Mercilessly the Destroyer viciously circles her wand 'Off with their heads'
"Mom? Are you okay?", two tiny faces peer around the corner of the bathroom door. "Uh, yes, honey. I'm just....cleaning." I chuckle as I face the toilet once more.
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Added on August 14, 2008Last Updated on August 15, 2008 Author![]() Laura E. ArandaTXAboutOut beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. Rumi You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep. ~Navajo Proverb One of my favorite po.. more..Writing
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