show time

Come watch me I’m your puppet master

and I have a booth on the side for mind games

Come tip in your coin and take a seat

I will not make you wait

Watch me as I take my wooden dolls

In wooden lives and frames

Watch me smile as I pretend they cry

and all the words I fake

They flow out easier

than truth has ever done

Watch me make these puppets dance sir

the gift is god given

The puppets I treat like you would too

But only to me are they

Puppets in the sense of the term

the toys with which you play

They believe they are real boys

and real girls and say

This fucking puppet master he

fucks with our lives all day

All day all night his wish his whim

We dance make merry

He weaves our story

Our time will come

Our time will come

We will make him pay

I was born vindictive, selfish and strong

To control my love, control your life

Not one exception, the world my stage

and all its people in my puppet play

Come watch me I’m your puppet master

split

You're shivering all over, that can't be good. Just calm down.

Easy for you to say.

Have a smoke? Here, take a nice long drag, and let it all out.

I think I might be allergic to cigarettes. I'd throw up.

Well, maybe at first. Overcome that shit, here

No, I think I'm better now. I need some food.

There's some shit lying around in the fridge, been around forever though.

Hmm. I'll take some water.

So, where did you fuck up.

I did NOT.

Ok, ok. ok

so what do we do with this guy

well?

I'm Thinking.

Right.

He made me feel so small, so fucking useless.

Mm.. so he had it coming, got it. got it. Dont worry about it

I'm Not worried. God.

she lived life on the edge,

then life surprised her with death

shove

snicker

hitch

So, where would you like to get off?

I don't know.

What do you mean?

You look pretty.

Thank you, um. Well, when will you know?

Your hair smells nice.

Yes, well, when will you know?

Know what?

Ok, please get out.

why?

You frighten me. Please go.

If I said no.. there isn't much you can do.

Please

no..

Mr. M

he placed her body on the floor. she was still breathing.
he stripped off all her clothes and the dignity tangled up in them
he sliced her body right through the middle, and peeled her skin off slowly
moved some of the slush around, her flesh and blood could not help her now
she died slowly, and he continued

he grinned. there it was. beating away.
he took it in his bare hands, and gave it a squeeze.

pop*
then he slapped her across her bloody face
got up and left

what Misery did to her, only he could do.

RED

She was pushed to a corner,
increasingly angered,
so choked she could not speak.

Her feelings surrounded her,
and then she surrendered,
and went on a killing streak.

Watch out she comes, the black one,
the witch, cursing and
slashing her sword, it reeks

of hurt and anger,
of sadness turned madness,
on a terrible killing streak.

She cannot be stopped,
She will not be spurned,
All in her path turn weak.

As she wails and rages,
screams and engages,

in a blood immersed,
unholy and cursed,
unspeakable killing streak.

porcelain

The porcelain doll,
rosy, red,
skips, falls,
breaks, she bled

Her head struck open,
Her skull, a shell,
the porcelain doll,
was stupid as hell

Come to me

(He goes to the tip, looks over, its a long fall. He steps back.)

Wow, that would hurt.

Yes, yes it would.

Splat, and that would be the end of me. The end of my existence
in this world, universe.. as far as it extends to whatever depths.
I would be out of here, forever.

Mm, for all he knows.. yes he would be out of there forever. But
he would never be alone, and what he seeks to escape would never
let him go.

Wow, it would hurt. Maybe death would be instantaneous.
But the drop, while Im falling, I would still be alive. I would still be thinking.

So.

Im such a horrible person, I should jump.
I have hurt her, I have lost her trust and her love.
Ive lost her smile, the smile reserved for me, gone.

Y e s, you deserve to die you bastard. Now just jump.

I spoilt her, what she was before she is no more.
Wow, Im a poet now? Argh, never serious! I dont even know if I truly
feel any more, if I ever truly felt at all. Do I actually care about her, what
I did to her, what she became due to my acts, my ideas, ME.
Id say the same old thing..

You dont know

..I dont know

Ive heard this enough, Im getting impatient. please..

Did I love her?

No, no you didnt. Stop thinking, stop it. stop.

I dont know. I know i never wanted her hurt, I never wanted her to cry,
I never wanted her to wake up unhappy. I wanted her to eat well, to buy her
nice things, to hold and hug her. Protect her.

what..

I failed, I did love her. And she loved me..
She did..

I dont even know where she is now.. I cant find her, and I shouldnt try to.
After that last fight, she left me forever.

I died, thats what.

I hope shes happy wherever she is. Its getting cold..

Thats right.. come to me

dont push me

me. psycho. soon to be.
people here driving me crazy.

want a gun.
to shoot someone.

wont at all be sorry.

little girl

little girl
she asks herself

am I dying
am I dying
am I dying

little girl
she kills herself

asking




she is young
she is nice
but she must stop asking

for there is no answer to her query.


yet I must try

to die one must live
I tell her

she smiles and she forgets
I cannot help her

Class

So bloody boring
So many flies
Lets hope the bells ring
Before somebody dies