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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 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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Pebblestar-Nightclan Apr 14, 2012  Hobbyist 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.
Alizabith 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]
XxOoAthenaoOxX 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!
Alizabith Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Thank you! I definitely wanted them to feel dreamlike.
XxOoAthenaoOxX Apr 20, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
Well you did an awesome job^^
lightningresonance Apr 14, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
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!
Alizabith 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.
LFBeta16 Apr 14, 2012   General Artist
Quite twisted. The tattoo scared me the most. O____O
Alizabith Apr 20, 2012  Student General Artist
LFBeta16 Apr 22, 2012   General Artist
No prob! :]
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