"Combination of Murder in the Cathedral if it took place in the Valley of Defilement, the opening segment of
EarthBound mixed with Les Chants des Maldoror, Scooby-Doo cantos by Baudelaire, Space Funeral if
penned by Pierre Klossowski, rotting away in upstate New York, if I can live up to any of this fucking shit, I swear to god I’ll, uh, I dunno, buy myself a Sega Dreamcast." - nilson, may 2016
Due sometime 2018
Poetry zine made by me and my friends. Currently in need of more friends, okay?
Where is the Castlevania cart with the key inside?
It's still under One-Eyed Jim's
porch, but rumor has it he's still shooting
trick-or-treaters point blank,
at least according to Diary of a (Dead) Wimpy Kid.
Meanwhile, under a spotlight, under the ride,
RA Colin plucks erection mushrooms
from my t-shirt, warning me to stay out of
the bushes and apologizing for the broken
roller coaster and he says that I almost died,
but I'm more interested in going back to
the old docks and watching the steam seep in,
waiting for a girl from school to give me a
clue or quest.
"Are these Gamecube games yours?" he offers.
we watch Coffin Kid, age twelve, get his
brains blown out, pumpkin bucket full of
tacks and crack.