PetZombieRabbit

My skeletal hand reached deep into the folds of my black cloak to find my pocket watch.  I opened it, and confirmed my  premonitions that it was indeed time.  Dusk was quickly approaching. Gripping the sides of my throne and hoisting myself onto the pile of skulls that lay at my feet,  I snapped out my batwings and flew out of the top of the dormant volcano, and into the darkening sky.  I pulled out the small, glass bottle chained around my neck, and uncorked it. A small, black, sparkling drop slipped past the lip, and remained hovering near my empty eye socket.  I took it into my mouth, and in a way, spat it out the gaps between my teeth,

      I stretched my hand out of the passenger window, feeling the clear, country air.  The wind wrapping around my fingers was fresh and soft, much different than it was back home.      We hardly ever drove with the windows open at home.  I remembered grasping the air, but it bit my skin, leaving it burning and itchy.  We had the windows tightly shut until we had gotten to the fields of Iowa today, and I could tell why when I saw the beautiful, multicolored sunset when we turned on the highway.  The pollution had reached life-threatening levels, the radio had said.  I had to wear a gas mask on the way out; since I was younger then twelve,

 I awoke to the peaceful quiet of the forest, and first noticed how dirty and grungy I felt, in a variety of ways. How am I going to live on my own?  I attempted to run my fingers through my hair, but they got tangled up halfway through.  Giving up, I pushed myself up and tottered forward.  I was just going to keep moving until I met some kind of civilization. After about a half hour or so of walking, I started to get hungry and realize how stupid I was.  I had no food, no money, and no idea where I was.  I took off my shirt and flapped my stubby wings.  There was no way that the

I lean back in my pillows Pull my headphones over both ears And listen, on repeat. Listen. What an improper word. I experience your song As the notes fade and swell The sounds caress my body Leaving Goosebumps in their wake I am along the beach Soaring in the skies Walking barefoot Across red sand as I leave prints behind me. My breath catches in my throat And the song resuscitates me as it envelops me In beautiful music That I can listen to Solely for eternity.