the Zach Shack  

OODLES OF NOODLES there is a place somewhere between time and space. strange and unusual things happen in this place. it is known as, the zachshack where you can creep inside his mind and take a peek at what he is thinking

  • the Attic
  • Ms. Halcombe
  • Ms. Eckstrom
  • Ms. Dornier
  • Mr. Sundland
  • Ms. Walrath
  • Ms. Wynns
  • the other Mr. Cheney
  • Mr. Strongbad
  • Mr. Vittone
  • Ms. Rasch
  • B.C.C.B.
  • Mr. (or Ms.) Dirty Hippo

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    DENHAMS DENTRIFICE

    I'm holding the shovel,
    it's breaking the dirt.
    Digging faster, harder, sweat flowing.
    digging dirt, digging clay, digging rock.
    Pick axe, digging, digging.
    I look up and it's my own grave,
    I keep digging, faster, faster,
    the ground is cool,
    reassuring around me,
    it is hot in the shade of the earth.
    Digging, digging, kneeling, mourning,
    digging, for the life that was lost.
    digging, 1 feet, 2 feet, 3 feet, 4 feet 5 feet,
    the farther i dig the harder it is to climb out,
    yet i keep digging, digging 6 feet.
    the digging is done.
    The box is dropped on top of me, 1
    crushing in it's despairity.
    I do nothing but fall into the coffin from the outside,
    mourning the lost life.
    burying, burying,
    sealing the fate of ignorance in knowledge.
    It is impossible to know.
    life uses tools that only it can work.
    burying, burying, dirt, death, durge.
    silence, it's over.

      posted by Unknown @ 3:30 ip.


    keskiviikkona, huhtikuuta 16, 2003  
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