Last Lying Look : Writing

Sheet of Mirrors

Sheet of Mirrors

A Poem by Last Lying Look


Defined with mistakable audacity. Free, yet confined by it. Bedridden by it's own freedom and anguish. Threatened by the thought of fading away int..
Slaughter Queen

Slaughter Queen

A Poem by Last Lying Look


Lonely is just an opinion Made by those who aren't adapted to the blood of fun Those who can't raise dead dogs from their graves..
Late Night Cannibalist

Late Night Cannibalist

A Book by Last Lying Look


No vampires. Just Cannibalists. I took a couple of my favorite characters from my poems and threw them together to write a story.
Spoonella Meets the Slaughter Queen

Spoonella Meets the Slaughter Queen

A Chapter by Last Lying Look


She tugs away. Her majesty grabs her by the wrist and mockingly croons "Trying to escape your murdering queen, your slaughter queen?" Spoon..
Don't Show Fear at the Dinner Table

Don\'t Show Fear at the Dinner Table

A Chapter by Last Lying Look


Spoonella awakes alone on a bed of blood splattered white silk Her face was bandaged and her shoulder had been popped back into place. She looked d..
12:21; Redsaday

12:21; Redsaday

A Poem by Last Lying Look


A little there & now A little awake &asleep A little burnt fingernail. A little red sheep. Let's put some meaning where there ..
No Innocent Type

No Innocent Type

A Poem by Last Lying Look


The art of neologism and neoclassicism and neo citron and neon lights. All was there. All was trusted. Simple & complicated. Known & foreign..
Wild Card Inside

Wild Card Inside

A Poem by Last Lying Look


The stars didn't turn to black... You just shut your eyes You decided to give in... My word never dies You were the quitter... and so the failure..
As Today

As Today

A Poem by Last Lying Look


You huffed and you bluffed and you shot my hope down. I have no sole- in my shoe. I’m finding it difficult to run from you. I think I’m se..
She's Full of Poison, She Oblitherated Everything She Kissed

She\'s Full of Poison, She Oblitherated Everything..

A Poem by Last Lying Look


She's Full of Poison, She Oblitherated Everything She Kissed She wanted to learn to sing Sometimes like a bird Somet..