Less Taste, More Filling!

Well, for all those of you who've been waiting with bated breath for the next installment of Ben's Fabulous Filler Free-for-all, bate no further! That's right folks, the well is dry, the hamster is dead, and Elvis is alive in a box somewhere. In other words, I got nothing except some old stuff I wrote this one day in high school (in case you've forgotten, this is the second of the things I scrawled down in an attempt to retain my sanity in the face of overwhelming boredom. Opinions vary on just how successful that attempt was.) Anyways, you'll have to bear with me not only because this is the shortest of the three, but also because it's just freakin' weird. I'm talking emo/goth weird here. My apologies.

Bloody-minded thoughts
of broken glass and
shattered nightmares
free to roam the daylight
hours like misplaced
spectres of our inner
darkness.


yeah...um, just do me a favor and chock it up to irony and a slowly dying brain, okay? Alright, well keep your eyes peeled for the exciting final installment the next time my brain fails to produce anything meaningful! Ceao!