August 16, 2010


He fell to the floor,
the world sucking him down
into an infinite cushioned maw
from which no escape
was possible.

Until there was only
endless silence
and eternal light.

— Burt Hirschfeld, "The Ewings of Dallas"

August 5, 2010


When dawn was still long hours away,
bad thoughts took on flesh
and began to walk.
In the middle of the night
thoughts became zombies.

— Stephen King, "Under the Dome"