Hilton Briscoe

Next to the dead I once called kin
I lay in dread, holding pain within.
Tears for the dead, similar lover of sin.
I’ll miss the taste of her warm skin,
now a clammy flesh as the rot sets in.

King Volcano,
the bird in the tree,
saw my heart and sang to me.
From the branch he flew
to be with me.

And he sang to me:
“I cry for you.
I’d die for you,
to make all your dreams com…

Prologue

Once upon a time there lived a potato man, who liked to eat cats and small children.

It was a quiet day in Palet Town where Ash had gotten up to go to Professor Kharn the Be…

It was a gloom-full, early autumnal, evening; bitter grey clouds loomed heavily over the half-full moon as it gazed dimly in the darkening sky. The air was cold; the trees were chilled as they …

Computer viruses are, like their biological namesake, programs that infect your system and multiply.

The argument continued.

Can lead to bad back posture, which leads to back pain.

Black inside and afraid to fly
with only jungle beats and devils by my side.

We’re not happy mother-fuckers, we just play them on your TV.
And we’ll drink all our sorrow, in soul-debt for tomorrow.
Send the coke to our head until we are dead,
at least then we think w…

They say it’s better if they like you, easier. The devils I mean, they tell you it is easier if they like you. Well that’s what Gethor told me when we first spoke.

The sun shone out from t…

When the sky falls
And god is laid to waste
scrawled across the floor
would we laugh at the sight.
Oh dog eat god, dog eat god.

This prince charming, fell from grace
hits the street wit…

Raise your gods in victory.
For they were made
when our enemies splayed
with the blood of no remorse and war.
Raise your gods, the tools of gore
may the dead displayed
our rotted parade
…

And the sky falls down, burning cinders that were once clouds (ask not how a cloud leaves a cinder, I’m sure they would just disburse or evaporate, or something. But this is gods apocalypse, an…

I’m just sitting here, oh sweet little computer screen
my closest thing to company
my dearest thing called friend.
The world is not grey, colour has not bled away,
but I don’t see it, or fe…

The golden days are fading fast
sort of… like old men running fast.
You don’t expect it,
But before you accept it
They’ve reached you and are moving past
and you’re stuck shallow-glancin…

Little one, little on, sleep so deeply
Little one, never to be free
taste the whip, from hate given freely
taste the whip and bleed for me

Its another Wednesday and as is usual in these ludicrously boring school holidays there is nothing on TV, well nothing anyone older than 12 and younger than 25 would like. I’m stuck lying in my…

It has been around six months since I first kissed Logan, that night was amazing and embarrassing at the same time, I will remember it as one of the most important days of my life, right before…

I, I still recall the first sunrise of May
We danced and plied our craft together
And all those stitches in the corpses lit for the season
all the gore piled for the sun, flavoured our heave…

College. A meeting place for like minded individuals and a hunting ground for those that like to harm. I never really enjoyed school, I was always the out spoken class clown, people thought I h…