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| ***BIO*** Cynthia Ruth Lewis: has been published in various print mags in the past, but is now spreading her sickness through online zines. It is her aim to psychologically corrode each and every person on the planet, poem by poem. If she dies first, at least she will have gone down trying. 'If you'd like to become totally infected, she's recently put a book together called "Piss On Your Parade," available for a mere $5.00. You can contact her at bookas6670@yahoo.com.' |
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| HELLS BELLS |
| by Cynthia Ruth Lewis |
| I hate sleigh bells
just the slightest tinkle sets off a seizure-like fury within me, a volcano about to blow mind you, I never had a traumatizing christmas when I was younger, it's just that through the years, that 'special' day has seemed to become more and more of a joke, and the jingle of sleigh bells has become, for me, the icing on the bullshit cake it's an annoying sound, especially since it's meant to represent sleigh rides, gift-giving and holiday cheer let's get real christmas is just an over-rated excuse to blow money, get drunk, pig out and push, claw and shove one's way through shopping malls in search of the 'perfect' gift to make somebody 'happy', and to relieve thier own guilt now, I'm far from a bleeding heart, but I know millions of people get depressed around that time of year, even suicidal, due to failing health, unemployment, no family, or whatever the case may be-- I think it's safe to assume that they don't appreciate goddamn sleigh bells jangling in their ears, but, turn on the tv or radio anyday in December, and you'll be deluged with the damn things, society's way of ensuring happiness, peace and goodwill towards man... if only it were that simple |
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| Sept. 2006 |
| 67 |