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Two men shovel dirt onto a freshly dug grave. The taller, HUMPHREY, wipes his nose on his hand and then his hand on his overalls. His partner, BARRY, slaps him on the head. BARRY: Hey! HUMPHREY: What? Why'd you hit me? BARRY: That's gross, Humphrey. What coulda been on your hands, eh? HUMPHREY: Don't worry about it. BARRY: I shouldn't be the only one worryin'. HUMPHREY:Why? BARRY: We just buried a freakin' person, Humphrey! People are a nesting ground for disease. HUMPHREY: What about formald...

Derick was sitting amongst the rubble and rat droppings of the loft in the Hideout, waiting for Eli and Delmsly to return with dinner. Emce sat fifteen feet below, on the main floor. Usually, when Emce wasn't talking and Eli was gone, silence reigned. Derick, however, was very hungry. "Hey Emce, how much longer till we're eatin? I'm starving!" Emce stretched with the luxurious and natural elegance of a jungle cat, slowly turning over his body to face Derick. "Ah damn," began Emce. He often b...

Eli jumped the last seven rungs and landed heavily on his feet. Running to Delmsly he tugged his friend from the metal’s grasp, turned him roughly and looked into his eyes. “What is it?” Eli whispered urgently, as tears began to slide down his cheeks, “what is it? I can’t help you if you don’t tell me.” Delmsly looked downwards, towards his stomach. Eli followed his gaze, past his small chest, to where his left hand was grasping tightly to the skin just above his stomach. Between his thumb an...

Truth and Anger fought and groped Upon the bedroom floor. While up above, a lonesome dove, Fear kept His vigil for something more. And on the lawn Reality, With steps forever weaving, Is dancing circuitous circles While History’s repeating. And deep below, where no one goes, Happiness holds seclusion, He pinches his hands, his face, his nose, Making sure he’s no delusion. Meanwhile, Despair holds parties, Within the dusty cellar. She laughs alone upon a throne Composed of noose and tether. Ou...

Farewell, my little dreamer, As into Nod you tread! Wandering the fens and dells of Dreamland, From the foot of your little bed! Hold tighter that bear beneath your arm, That doll within your hand! For they’ll come alive in the darkness, And you’ll form a merry band! But before you nod off on the pillow, Come by the window with me, And we’ll count the stars in the twilight, Hear the laughter of the moonlit sea. We’ll search the heavens for a new adventure, Sail the tides of the night, Make re...