My head is full of voices. But I can’t sleep because I don’t remember the sound of yours anymore.
Mirrors
At first i thought it was coming from the window.
But then i heard the tapping come from the mirror again.
O Death
I begged, “why can’t I stay a little longer just to be by his side?”
The man with the gray face spoke without looking, “because no child should be taken before their parent.”
Photoshoot
I went on my phone and saw pictures of me sleeping. I live alone.
Unknown Intruder
As I was stumbling in the night to get the the washroom, I felt my dog brush against my leg. But then I heard my dog barking upstairs at something else.
Lost.
I want to be found, but it’s hard to say so when you’re at the bottom of a pool of tears. I seem to be unable to find my way home; perhaps I’m lost.
Two things are certain in life, and this isn’t taxes.
I always thought that death was inevitable until someone in an alley convinced me otherwise with some simple persuasion. It turns out I was right the first time.
Arbiter of Duplicity
Do you tell the whore that you killed her son?
Or do you oblige her pretense of virginity?
The Boogeyman
When I was a child, my older brother would always try and scare me in the middle of the night by creaking the door on the wardrobe and whisper in my ear “Boogeyman Boogeyman”. I used to hate him for that, but now I would do anything to take those days back, because now I continue to hear that longing creak of the wardrobe knowing it’s not him, those slimy lips against my ears whispering “Boogeyman Boogeyman”.
Stillness
As I walked into the room the perfect stillness of the air took my breathe away. Then the wind chime hanging from the ceiling started singing softly.
Troubled trouble-maker
I used to be a muscular trouble maker but when leaving prison on parole I vowed never to commit a crime again and stay away from trouble. I got employed in a non-stop bar as a security guard but trouble came to me soon enough to send me back to jail.
Last wish
I was dying of cancer and one of the things I wished to do before dying was to punch a fascist in the face. I did not die of cancer.
Winner or loser?
I, the captain of the regiment, won the battle but we, the invading army, lost the war. My distorted body is covered with medals of worms at the enemy’s market-square.
Health is relative
I was young and healthy until I enrolled in a medicine course at the local university. Suddenly all kinds of symptoms gave rise to great worries about my health.
My Wife’s Habit
My wife had a terrible habit of digging her nails into my back whilst she sleeps. One night it got so painful I had to awaken her, only problem is that she was already awake.
The Trade
I finally confided my 7-year old love for him adding that he must be my soulmate. Exasperated, he said that’s impossible since he’s sold his to the Devil 5 years ago.
A Daughter’s Nightmare
While asleep in the middle of the night, I was awaken by something touching my breasts. I slowly opened my eyes to find out it was my very sober father’s hand.
Unrequited Love
I have to admit I’ve already fallen for him hard. But it’s harder to expect my feelings to be reciprocated when he exists only in the pages of a book.
At 12 midnight, the leader of the Ghost Hunter’s club looked at the next member wanna-be and calmly asked, “Could you tell me how many are in the room right now?” My little sister scanned the place and confidently answered “Six, including my brother here”, while I looked around, counting at least 15 people in the room and realizing my little sister only have two eyes and I now have three.
His Stories Clung To Her
Each night she took the memories of events that should have faded by now. Each night, from her dreams he took them back, and smiled.