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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

New; Knew

I Don’t Know If Its New,
But I Do Know It Was New To me;
Nor Had I Ever Heard
Such a Thing Described To me.
For I Don’t Believe
They Are From This World or Any Other.
Demons Ripped From Another Dimension;
Nightmares Rendered Real.
Crazy I Know.
That Is Why I am Writing This,
Because Only On Paper
Can I UnLeash
This Torrent of Conflicting Emotion.
To Try To Make Some Sense of It,
To UnBurden my Mind,
Because Sex & Drink
Just Doesn’t Make It.
the First Time
I Was Drifting Through Some Southern Towns
& I Came Upon It,
In a Glass Case;
a Human Brain
With Filaments
Like Spiders’
Legs
& It Spoke To me,
In my Brain of Its Need to ImPregnate me.
I Escaped & Returned to Kill It
& Its Keeper.
Once Again
When I Was Working
As a Carny In a Run Down Town,
I Dealt Death to Another
In the Visage of An InSane Clown.
Nothing In the News Papers,
No Bounty On my Head;
I Know I Killed Them;
I Know Their Dead.
I Don’t Want to Go Back;
I Don’t Know If I Should.
Scared,
Edgy,
Shot Gun By the Bed;
Crazy,
MayBe;
I Can’t Get Them Out Of my Head.
I Can’t Stay I Have To Go.
Wait;
What Was That,
a Knock On the Door.
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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Gustave Dore

Fuck, Fuck; Fucked

To be
Fucked
Is What
It Means
to Cross me.
the Bitter
Sting
Of
the Raping
by Pen
& Prose.
As
I Ram
my Cock
Down
the Throat
Of you
Dirty Hoes
& the
InSanity
In me
Giggles
As you
Try
to Scream
No.
In & Out,
In & Out,
While
I Fuck
your Mouth;
Gurgle
& Moan.
the Rape
Of
your Brain
With Rhymes
That Won’t
Slow,
Till
a Quivering
Wreck
Is All
That’s Left.
a Twisted
Bit
of Crumpled
Paper;
Wasted.
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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

Gangsta Wood

you
Make me
Smile
With
your Ire;
you Won’t
Make me
Change
my Stance
Not a
Chance.
I am
Solid
In
the Power
Of
my Pen,
Another Win.
Try To
Hide It
In
a Pile
Or

Mire;
Liar,
It Is
Fire.
Jump Up
&

Down,
Dance Around,
you
Can Not
Escape
the Pyre.
Savage Tunes
From
a Burning
Lyre
my One
Desire;
Sired
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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

I

Make

an

Lend me

Some

Cast

a

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Thomas Cole

Thomas Cole

A Hundred Words

A Hundred Words

It Must Be

you Said To me.
What to Pull From my Head

to Fill This Thread.
Since Word Count

Is Pressed Upon Thee,
Thy Enemy.
Let’s See

What Will Flee

From This Starving Mind.
Story Time
& I Can Not Find

a Thing to Fill This Blank Page.
I Try to Rhyme

Making It Harder Still.
Hoping the Flow

Will Help me To the Goal,
Still my Skill Falters
& a Hundred Words

Looms Like a Prison Gate.
I Roll my Shoulders,

Crack my Neck & Smile.
Glad to See

I Still Got What It Takes.
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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Dollman

Dollman

What would you try

if you had no fear?

Death

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Vasnetsov

Vasnetsov

the Red
Road
Is all
I have
Known

the Blood
Sweat
&

Shit
of Death
of Pen
&

Sword
&

Tales
of Discord
the Heavy
Toll
of Fate
I Yearn
to Die
but Have
Yet
to Find
a Foe
Who could
Free me
From

This

State

Spotting
you
In a
Darkened
Room
I can
only Hope

you’ll Try
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