Horror Librarian :: UnintendedPoetry

Once again, in the narrow confines of The Writers Block on Discord, sweaty writers mesh together in heated worship of the written word, in the forms of fiction and poetry. And unintendedpoetry.

Gathering our unintended insights together in the form of poetry is the ever-lurking @damianjayclay.

As such, I stumbled into his trap with a collection of words stemming from a discussion of my wife wearing some very nice reading glasses.

Horror Librarian

Man, beautiful blue sky
here in Florida,
perfect 72F weather,
outside on patio
with laptop. Wife
across from me,
studying for degree.

She's wearing librarian

type reading glasses – hot.

Is there anything better

than hot, evil librarians?

I'm expecting some scary picture

of blood splatter in the middle.

If your legs fall off,

make bacon from them.

That'd be a horror movie.

Bacon from one's own flesh.

Ah yes.

Pressure bruises.

From restraining.

creepy unintendedpoetry

I should probably not do that.