I had PLath and Sexton, but not Smith. See, already working! I'm also going to use some song lyrics.
Also, don't have to be suicidal, per se; just daaaarrrrkkkk.
You know, my big sister could really beat the crap out of her. I mean, really really.
Dawn ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Strix - Apr 15, 2007 10:55:20 am PDT #5145 of 10003
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
beth b - Apr 15, 2007 10:57:33 am PDT #5146 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Poe
DavidS - Apr 15, 2007 11:03:32 am PDT #5147 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Also, don't have to be suicidal, per se; just daaaarrrrkkkk.
Then Crow by Ted Hughes. None more dark.
It's the bleakest thing in bleakonia.
b Crow Blacker Than EverWhen God, disgusted with man, Turned towards heaven, And man, disgusted with God, Turned towards Eve, Things looked like falling apart.
But Crow Crow Crow nailed them together, Nailing heaven and earth together-
So man cried, but with God's voice. And God bled, but with man's blood.
Then heaven and earth creaked at the joint Which became gangrenous and stank- A horror beyond redemption.
The agony did not diminish.
Man could not be man nor God God.
The agony
Grew.
Crow
Grinned
Crying: "This is my Creation,"
Flying the black flag of himself.
meara - Apr 15, 2007 11:08:03 am PDT #5148 of 10003
Gahhh. It is so not midApril here. Too cold. However, it was nice to wake up and hear all the rain and snuggle up in bed. Except that meant I slept in waaaaay too late...didn't go eat brunch until 2pm!
Ginger - Apr 15, 2007 11:11:48 am PDT #5149 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
Atropa - Apr 15, 2007 11:12:40 am PDT #5150 of 10003
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
JILLI -- I'm probably going to have a culminating activity -- Goth Poetry Day. I know, I know, but I have NO gothy kids at school, and if catering (mostly) to the stereotype gets 'em to read poetry, I'll happily do it. Can you suggest some good sites on What is Goth? Pix are great, and some toungue-in-cheek would be great! They love to be able to dress up and EMOTE.
Hmmmm. Let me do some poking around and get back to you (probably on Monday, because today is busybusybusy!)
I know there are a couple of online "goth poetry generators" which were hysterical.
beth b - Apr 15, 2007 11:38:13 am PDT #5151 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
yay! i just spent another 20 minutes cleaning the back room! ad I think I know the next step. If I can just get it so there is no more junk in there ( or at least no junk that is in the way ) I can clean clean tomorrow
Strix - Apr 15, 2007 11:55:42 am PDT #5152 of 10003
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Jilli, thanks so much! No hurry; they have to finish an essay on Bastard Out of Carolina before we enter, as Hec said, Bleakonia.
Hee.
Ginger, yes! I am introing with Parker's paean to pain. I love her.
Strix - Apr 15, 2007 11:56:15 am PDT #5153 of 10003
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
amych - Apr 15, 2007 12:20:59 pm PDT #5154 of 10003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
They're writing about Bastard and they're in some way not already in Bleakonia? Damn, woman, you're just the English teacher I needed at 15....