Saturday, July 30, 2005

Sigmund, The Humorless.


A stray beast am I for a task so hollow.
I alone will uproot that bloody Sacred Cow.
Weed Him out of existence.
Stab Cow's holy karma.
Choke His roots what stinks of resin.
Reality will fester on Him like rabid cancer.
His antler, I'll take for a crown, a symbol of my dynasty to come.

This is circumstance for murder pure and plain.

187 on a demigod.This too, is the Martian Way.

Monday, July 18, 2005

Gonzo's Lunch.


His kind would bust the shell with their beaks
and slurp the meat while the crab was alive.
There is no sport in cooked crustaceans.
Eat politely. The meat, white as ivory.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Sacred Cow of Mars.

stereo mana,
mana stereo,

mana stereo,


Make Nonsense out of Sense.
This is the Martian Way.


Two hits. I hit you, you hit the ground.
This is the Martian Way.


One eye open, one eye closed.
This is the Martian Way.


"I declare Martian Law." -Capt. Murphy Sealab 2021