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Evenings after the end of the world

Sunset cracks the sky and slips through
In streaks of red and ultra-violet, pollution-fantastic
A perfect complement to the sounds of bats
Some smartass at the college gave them baby faces,
And now no one wants to lay down arsenic-
My landlady saw one body and burst into tears and
I'm going to have to lock my kitten in.

I found a tattoo on my heel last night
I think it happened sometime in the morning.
I nodded off on the train, against the plasti-glass.
When I woke up I was leaning against a monster.
He smiled at me and shook my shoulder
With his squishy white tentacle.
His collar was high- it didn't suit him.

The tattoo shows a curling, smiling creature
Ears trailing like a comet tail, eyes sparkling
Teeth pricking my bone like thorns, and then
I feel its tiny tongue lick my ankle from the inside.
I'm fairly sure it's moving when I sleep.
It's good to have a friend.
At least I think it's good to have a friend.

My windows got bent up while I was sleeping
I'm not sure how- they've twisted into bubbles
into painted devilish night-things, into froths.
I grimaced and I brewed a pot of coffee
Then threw the liquid across and heard it scream.
These things will die if hit with something loved.
My father's smell- the brewing coffee- boils.

Be careful. That's the thing- you have to be.
under the floating refuse of the moon
at night things change, things creep and dance and brighten.
Stay awake.
There are no longer street-people, not since
Someone mixed the genes of dogs with rats.
Don't look down.

Tomorrow night I'll crawl underground
The tattoo's spread, it's hit my stomach now
Curlicues of smoke, of laughter, crawling,
Touching, changing me.
Tonight will tell.
Full Title: Evenings after the end of the world

This is a sequel to this

Mornings Mornings After the End of the World

I am woken in the middle of the dawn's light
By the sound of the butcher's knives going "swack"
In the apartment below
And the sounds of something tapping on the glass at my window.
It creaks at me, and whines and howls
But cannot break through uninvited.
Some rules still apply, even after the end of the world.
The tree rips up its roots and stalks away, unsatisfied.

There's a vampire on the phone
"Have you thought about life insurance?"
I tell her I'm not interested, one life's as good as another.
"Have you thought about eternal life, then?"
"Don't those two things cancel one another out?"
"I


I felt like I had to continue. The speaker is different in this poem, but it is set in the same weird little place.

There may even be a third poem in this to form a neat little triptych.
edit: and then I did
Midnights Midnights After the End of the World

Whenever I touch my eyes, they itch
That's the first problem I have with living here
Second is I'm dreaming, constantly, about bathtubs.
And every day there's something new inside
Yes, I said day, and every day's a night.

Every dawn I shut the drapes and pull
The slatted blinds across the outside of them,
And in the darkened day I dream of claw-foot bathtubs
And things that come up from the unlit drain
Things with wings that twitch and crawl, and children
And things that wrap too tight around my legs

Every night I'm up to watch the sunset
And as it falls I step outside my door
To see that fr
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CaptainPebble Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012  Student General Artist
This is simply... amazing. You have created your own world, in which I am very intrigued. Upon creating this, you painted a different way of thinking of an apocalyptic ending...

I would love to read more from you.
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Yeah I guess I like the idea of different apocalypses. This world sort of returns to a fairy tale place, where there are strange and unwritten rules. I really like that idea for a post-apocalyptic narrative because that kind of world changes when it comes from our world as it is now. Thanks for reading! The third one is here if you're interested. [link]
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XxOoAthenaoOxX Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
It almost makes me think of one of those dark, twisted dreams you want to forget but your brain won't let you. It's very creative and brings a new view to the end of the world. ^^ really great!
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Thank you! I definitely wanted them to feel dreamlike.
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XxOoAthenaoOxX Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
Well you did an awesome job^^
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lightningresonance Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012  Student Filmographer
I like the world you paint. for some reason one of the thoughts that entered my head was that the tattoo could have been a tapeworm... weird i'm very sorry.. both "mornings after the end of the world" and "evenings after the end of the world" really touched me inside. thanks for writing such great pieces!
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Thank you for reading them! And I was definitely going for a creepy, parasitic feeling. I like the idea of strange and dark things creeping in and changing a character from the inside, I find that very eerie.
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LFBeta16 Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012   General Artist
Quite twisted. The tattoo scared me the most. O____O
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Thanks!
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LFBeta16 Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2012   General Artist
No prob! :]
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Vainamoinenian Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
To me this one kinda lost it's atmosphere of post apocalyptic world a bit compared to your "Mornings After the End of The World", and got more of a fantasy odour to it. I'm not really sure why I got this feeling, but still this is a great piece of art! Can't Wait to read the third one :)
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Yeah I think it's because I'm showing the world from the perspectives of its different inhabitants. Everyone sees the world differently, and has different experiences in it. But I definitely know what you mean! This one is a little different. The third one is here [link] Thanks for reading!
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Vainamoinenian Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Yes, that must be the reason :) anyway, I read your third poem as well, and it was really good, but still my all time favourite remains your "Mornings" :)
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Aeltari Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
This is just as wonderful as the first. Please do another. I do like the imagery and the feel of this alternate universe.
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Thanks a lot! The third one is here. [link]
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Aeltari Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
Awesome! Keep it up!
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hawktakesflight Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2012
If you write another piece, I would love to see it. I've become so intruiged in your new world.
The whole point about baby faces was a clever touch of humour, and I especially liked how you tied the terrifying idea of rats in the previous one to their mention here.
"Don't look down." That single line was simply chilling. Along with the creepier images such as licking one's ankle from within - it's really something refreshing to be reading.

Great job done; clever, clever writing indeed.

hawk
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
thank you! The third and latest one in the series is here. [link]
I really enjoy writing this world.
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hawktakesflight Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2012
Incredible! - thank you so much.

hawk
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SZografos Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2011
Having read this one first, I am going back to the beginning now, hoping for more. How many different kinds of truth to be discovered in an appropriately blurred focus? Such words...
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011  Student General Artist
Thank you. This series is amongst my weirdest, and exists outside anything else I write in its own little universe. A universe with a bit of its own blur, yes. Smoke and shadows.
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CrumpetsHarvey Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2010   Writer
I like this too. I think if you've decided it's a different speaker, though, you might want to think about making the voice more distinct. The two poems have quite a similar tone, although the content of this is definitely more sinister. I also think you need to slow down the narrative. I had the impression this narrative took place within an evening. Then you tell us that "the tattoo spread" (I think it should be has spread, by the way).

Anyway. I like it. It want to know more about the tattoo though. And I like the idea of extending the original piece, but what I'd like more than just an extension is an enrichment; maybe go into more detail about why, when, how this dystopia has come about?

:)
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2010  Student General Artist
Oh, you're right about the grammatical error- fixed now.

These two poems were made to be rather amorphous, to emphasize the dreamlike scene in which they both take place, which is why it's not quite clear how long the span of time was that this happened in. It is meant to be being told in the evening about what happened to the speaker in the last few days, perhaps as an explanation.
The end was supposed to leave you hanging. :) This series happens in odd spurts for me- you'll notice that this second piece was written some nine months after the first. (Gestating, I suppose.) I wanted to explore this world, but the speakers sound similar because they're in the same place, in the same state of mind. This poem's speaker is feminine in my head, as opposed to Mornings, where I had a man's voice in mind. I suppose this made the distinction for me, although I can see how you might not interpret it that way.
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CrumpetsHarvey Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2010   Writer
:shrug: no harm in playing around
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Shyanne-Kai Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2010
I adore the slow build-up of dread in this. Sorry my critique is so short, there really is nothing that is wrong with this for me.
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2010  Student General Artist
Thanks a lot. :)
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xlntwtch Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2010   Writer
Yes, a triptych please. A fine way to describe what three poems like this would be. Very trippy. Not far from a fat tick either. I'm so glad I have no tattoos. :+fav:
PS. I especially like the idea that anything loved makes the night creatures howl in apparent pain. I wait with bated breath to see what happens to the protagonist when the underground might be entered. Or not. I still wait, though I'll actually breathe... and drink coffee.
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Alizabith Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2010  Student General Artist
If there is a third, it will be a third point of view, or maybe it will join the two stories together. Like a middle panel of the triptych.
You'll just have to wonder what happens! BWAHAHA :mwahaha:

Oh, I thought that would be nice, to have some way of protecting oneself in my weird little world. Coffee smell has always made me feel better. I feel like even if you threw your childhood teddy bear at it, it would withdraw like you doused it in acid. It would have been nice if that worked in the exorcist. No green vomit, no backwards-and-upside-down down the stairs. Just kill the demon with her old security blanket.
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xlntwtch Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2010   Writer
From... :iconexorcistplz: ...to... :icontoyhorseplz: ...in one fell sw[c]oop of a happy... :iconicecreamconeplz:
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