Three Furs, One House

#1 of three furs, one house my thanks to myownparasite for allowing me to use a few of his creations for this story.

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The Family, Chapter 3 - Red and Blue Lights

The Family By Ken Anderson Chapter 3 - Red and Blue Lights Nick's newly-swapped and tuned engine rumbled powerfully as he eased off the clutch pedal and allowed his 240...

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"Death Song of the Ceruni"

"Death Song of the Ceruni" By Ken Anderson, 27 November, 2022 In dryest desert Lay hidden jewels, The monuments of days gone by, Beneath the holy Sands of Time, Where altars to the Old Gods lie, I found myself Without...

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The Little Things

It's always the Little things That set you off. They make you angry, They leave me hanging; It's always the Little things That make me think; They twist my Mind, Both yours and Mine And take us To the brink. It's always...

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When I Was Young...

When I was young, I had a dream, Just a small house, down by a stream, Far away from all that mattered, All the dreams that ended shattered, Just a home where I could roam, And be me.... Call it causality, maybe reality, Call it a...

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You don't know me...

You don't know me. I don't know you. You pass by me, Every day, On the crowded streets. You say hello; I say goodbye. You serve me food, Ring up my beer, Tax my cigarettes. I give you money, And your life goes on. We see each other...

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Prophecy

I dream each night Of prophecy Of things that may come true. I dream each night Of prophecy, Of fate, Or what have you; I dream each night Of things That can't exist or Can't be true, But every time I Dream of fate And always dream Of...

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Tomorrow...

Guaranteed to no one, Tomorrow is just Another day... Sadness, joy, Or no fun, Tomorrow's A day away... Guaranteed to No one, Tomorrow is just a date, Fate cares for nothing, Unless you find...

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Sundays...

Tired... My eyes burn, My lungs ache... The sun wakes me Through the Windows. Dress myself Wash my face, It's time to endure Another day... Another rush At the restaurant, Put on a smile, And pretend it's Okay... But I can't do this For...

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Suffering...

So many things I've endured, To be where I am Today... Molestation, aggravation, All the things They did to me... Suicidal? Hesitation? What are these Two things to me? PTSD, ASPD, Anxiety... So many names Like games they play For...

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Another Anniversary

Another Anniversary, Where I find myself Alone... I think upon the memories We shared when we Were one... A once important part of me, I lost when you were gone... Another anniversary, I dream I'm in Your arms... To turn the...

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"Broken Man's Blues"

* * * "Broken Man's Blues" Ken Anderson, 12 January, 2012 I've felt the cold, Of winter midnights. The things you see, Upon the streets. I've lived through guns, So many fistfights, And all the "things" They did to me......

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