hi my name is dolphin and welcome to my poetry corner. please listen to this music for me. it’s good.









i dont have any fancy css or anything.




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anyway. the general format of this author page is as follows:

1. poem title is a link

2. poem is about the link

3. theres author commentary if you click the last line of poem

0. there are some headers if you want.

its there.

anyway.

SCPS

SOLOS

SCP-2755, Brevity of Writ

in jest, i find

my heart, beat hard

SCP-1168, A Highly Immature and Completely Unofficial Parody

exquisite

is the fire

which burns our tongues;



divine

the flames

that scorch our flesh;



but the poison has lost its pepper—

the burn not brands some hides.

the foolish care not for their actions

SCP-4166, (Former) Teenage Succubus

holy water only burns.

there is no healing to be found in it.

only killing.

and yet the question remains why.

was i made?

3183
what are we, but the

somethings in the back of our minds

SCP-4070, Just Something He Thinks About

COLLABS

SCP-2721, Eli and Lyris

lyris

they are one grotesque amalgam of flesh

she is a horrorterror of tissues

i am the eldritch fuckup

"lovecrafts shitstain" medium: asspaper



SCP-ℸp♡9, - or, KTE-6561-Black, or, dolphinslugchugger and scarhaver's GAW-1 proposal, or, 8008132, or, Our Friend Who Lives By The Lake, or, The Lake, or, A Very Important Question, or, The Reason We Did Something New This Time, or, Go Big or Go Home

Do you ponder why blood, not sand, runs through your veins?

If you were to find a berry in the woods, would you eat it?

If you were to find a stream, would you drink of it?

Be still.

Breathe in.

As you know yourself,

as you know these answers,

SCP-4405, Time Ends on a Fridays

This is our legacy.

This is our heritage.

TALES

fuck there are so many of these god damn things. theres so so many. im so tired.

im gonna go to my default of haikus for most of these.

Alto Clef Jr.: Fins of the Father

As his father was

He rises from the ashes

Cleaner

He who cleans a mess

Yet doesn't love the cleanly

Roller

Outside, ozone, suffocating.

Lightning striking

twice,

thrice,

bodies electric,

a bank of payphones desperately ringing

once,

twice,

eternally,

Crier

I ain't a kid anymore.

I got a job,

got lives in my hands.

Human race 'n all.

But I still cry.

I still cry in the rain.

I miss the dirt.

I miss the feeling.

I miss feeling…

Chaos Praxis

He took out his pocket knife.

There was blood.

It happens.

He'd put the pillow from his bed against his mouth, and…


He'd always hated this part.


He'd always hated this part.

Alto Clef Jr.: Virus Alert

Backlit by starlight,

front lit by lamplight,

a figure descended the concrete steps

pausing before the door,

closing his eyes

Alto Clef Jr.: Étoile et toi

Amber coronas

upon eclipses

and he,

Agent Pocket Ukulele Through the Fire and Flames

Her office was on fire.

Her office was so very, very much on fire.

In front of her

her mounds of paperwork were infernal.

Walls were draped in flame.

Her wood filing cabinets, even, alight.

What? she thought.

The Hotel California Presents: Ecce Farcio

Buck scraped the ground in front of him, pointing his bat to the sun,

wound up,

and swung right into Zeke Don's worthless skull

once,

twice,

the skull breaking in, head caving,

three times,

four,

brain and blood squishing out and backspattering from the newbroken scalp,

five,

six times,

splattering outwards, sticking onto the baseball bat's shaft, spilling onto the beach, like a semicongealed pudding.



Some People Call Me the Goose Cowboy

You can call yourself a joke

but that doesn't make you funny.

Do you know what you are?


The Cure

Silence filled the cabin.

All there was was only the steady hum of engine,

and bumps from potholes,

and a lunatic filling the air.

Empire of Sand

The sun hung sliverthin upon the dunes

behind the gunman as he got up.

He brushed some of the sand off his pants

put his wings into his pockets.

And he walked towards it

over the dune.







AFTERWORD

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