Howling at the Sun

Howling at the sun

Why are you?

Don't stare at it

Didn't your mother raise you right?

Your eyes will burn out

Why you howling anyways?

In this direction?

At a star of all things

This some sort of a

Triumphant thing?

Or the other way?

Your despair howls need work then

If not the former

And anyways and either ways

I prefer my triumphs Roman style

Don't you know?

With circuses and parades on wide avenues

Not with the howling

Solitary howling at the sun

Don't look don't stare

Will burn your eyes out

Didn't your mother teach you nothing?

Any ways

In this day and age

Howling at the sun

Somewhat unbecoming

Of one such as you

In celebration or despair

Regardless

By Daniel Smallegange, all rights reserved 2025.

Why Cat Marxism was Doomed to Fail. Comic made by Daniel Smallegange

 

Comic made by Dan Smallegange, copyright 2016 all rights reserved.

Give Me Some of That Love

Come on and please

With permission, salutation

Gimme some of that love

Love you got all holed up inside

Ain't gonna beg now

Trying not to

But I want to

Got this need see

Need to see you

Touch you

Won't you listen like you used to?

I Remember it like...

I can taste it just like...

Old times

But then I realize

I bit my lip through an'

That's blood not love

Nothing to do with you

Oozing on my tongue

Reminiscent though

All I can think on though

Through this dirt and pain

Grime and strain

Memories of you

So, greetings and salutations then

With permissions please gimme some

Some of that love to hold

Some of what you got all

Holed up inside

Your heart entrance boarded so goddamn tight

Makes me do things

These whisperings

Disagreeable

Ain't gonna beg though

Ripped apart for want of love

Want to taste it

Like the blood on my tongue

The love you hoard

It makes me do things

Disagreeable

Don't scoff

Don't walk away

Come on and please

Give me some

By: Daniel Smallegange, 2025, all rights reserved.

My Novel is Free today Only, Ebook version

 

From the Old Record Player

Sitting down and sucking in sounds

The classical piano moves

Coming on out

Coming on out

From the record player

Vintage old 70s record player

Lean back and sucking in sounds

While outside the snow falls

While outside the history creeps

And time takes a stroll

Relentless time

Taking its toll

On everyone

Even I

Sitting down and sucking in sounds

The classical Bach piano sounds

Coming on out sublime

From the old record player

My vintage old 70s record player

I salvaged from the street

Back a ways

Back in my Annex days

In Toronto town

By: Daniel Smallegange 2025, all rights reserved.

Pretty Cool that a Prop I Bought for It: Chapter Two was put with Pennywise Action Figure

 

The bottom pic is the original prop I got the move It: Chapter 2. I worked on this movie as Prop Buyer, and it was really fun.

Myself, Daniel Smallegange, photo taken in NYC, 2003.

 

Framed this today. My friend and I, Greg Carson, took a trip to New York City, in 2003, where he took some pics of me using my camera. The bottom one is of a stranger I took, which gave me the idea of posing. #photography #nyc #newyork #nofilter