Friday, July 27, 2018

Grim Fandango Open Mic Poetry

A custom nonsense poem from the Blue Casket in Grim Fandango.
Wallow.
Eruption.
Lugubrious.
Hurting.
...absolution!

Wholeness.
Oneness.
Beholding.
...and forever...
...inside a dream inside a dream inside a dream...

Like, pow!
Sing it, sister.

Fiddle dee dee...
The cracks in my skull...
...and what's worse...
I am sick, and in so being I am the healthy one.

Eating only spiders and leaves...
Pain killer. Pain. Killer.
I am more than dead.

The phone is for me.
...for what purpose?
Woman?
The Darkness...

Scooby da.

*snaps fingers*

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