Back to the Pel’tak
Eyes flash, voices belch forth- it is a struggle for power.
I try to maintain my composition, but it is being changed
from the inside out.
I find things I once enjoyed no longer hold value to me
as my taste becomes exotic and unslakable.
My thirst for life grows and grows, yet my concern for it wanes
with a force of a hundred thousand! I must watch my back
I have no allies
I am all alone.
Hak’tar
The birds call, crickets chirp, frogs croak
It is a good day.
Bees buzz, flies fly, saws buzz
Is it a bad day?
You decide.
A Slip of the Tongue
After a night of laughs and romance,
She got a strange call and had to leave in a hurry.
I called her a cab and she took offense.
That’s not what I meant, I tried to explain.
Too late, it’s over. Don’t call me again.
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Christopher’s Walk-In
Such an odd night, from what I remember,
Alone in my room while studying Miss November.
Without a knock at the door, she enters my room.
Caught in the act, she caught me red handed!
