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INT. BAR - NIGHT A chipmunk sits on a table on top of another table. The chipmunk has military garb and a variety of medals with scars over his face. The bar owner uses a pipette filled with whiskey to fill a chipmunk-sized cup. The chipmunk drinks the whiskey slowly and deliberately.  A man in military garb with fewer medals than the chipmunk salutes the chipmunk. Gabriel, a young, beautiful man with a thin stitch through his forehead. Gabriel Good day, Sir. May, I sit with 

The green beast Skin pulsating with poison And muscles that can rip a rhino in half Green, Green, Green, Green It was a simple mosquito bite The itch grew and festered until it formed a boil Could you guess the color? Green, Green, Green, Green Green hills and no one around This benefit might kill me. The boil grew veins pumping green sludge. Green, Green, Green, Green. Green poison fills my rotting intestines. Green fills my vision at night. Green-tipped fangs fill my grindi

Poem I wish you were immortal. I wish it were Thanksgiving, so I could pick your bones out of my teeth. I wish it were Halloween so I could fill your candy with razor blades and arsenic. I wish it were Christmas so I could put your bleeding guts in a gift box. I wish it were the Fourth of July so I could blast your brains to bits. Sadly, you only have one life. Sadly, it's my birthday. Sadly, there’s no one to sing my song; you made sure of that. But at least you brought the

- Synopsis: A poem I made during my time as a creative writer for my English minor. - I don’t know what to do The time flew I played too many games I fried my brains I wish I could sleep till I die But that is a weak man’s lie