Ali Out and Into the Desert

Ali out and into the desert
Where they cry and knash their teeth
Those deemed outrages or ugly or
Too special
Ali pays them no mind
Out and into the desert
To try and steal sand from the wind
To try and make deals with a djinn
Ali strong and Ali fast
Broken wrapped glass for a dagger
Quicker than the sacred asp
Out and into the desert
Ignoring they who knash teeth and cry
Who come night may test the teeth
Of the jackal packs

Ali smiles grim and fierce
Passes the reaching prostrate
Gives them freely his advice:
It is better to steal than beg
Then out and into the desert
His rags windswept and encapsulating
Ali picks the sand from his eye
Proudly confronts the winds
That have buried civilizations
Let alone a scrawny boy of twelve
To seek adventure and find his djinn
To face the wastes and reveal his sin
Ali alone to brave the night
Ali is free, Ali is bright
Out and into the desert

By: Daniel Smallegange

Down to the Shed (Where All the Demon's Head)

I want to
Greet you and meet you
Sweep you away
Take you down to the shed
Down to the old shed
Where all the demon's head
Where they dance and plead victim
Where they drink and seek wisdom
And none know what's in store
Chastisement parked abandoned
Outside the door

Come here sweet mystery
And climb into my head
Let me take your arm
Down to that old shed
Where the merry are led
Where the demon's head
To drink away their pain
And seldom do abstain
Down back near the old creek
Where it's dark and warm
Where all are safe from harm

I need to see you
By bonfire light
Sweep you away into the night
Take you down
Down to the old shed
Where all the demon's head
And no one speaks of the dead
But of life, and where Bacchus rules
The dance is free of Christian loathing
Dancers soon bereft of clothing
Sweating and gyrating to the horns of pan

Baby I need to
See you and press against you
Take you down the secret ways
Down to the shed
Where all the demon's head
Libations for the duration
Leave your troubles at the door
Pound some drinks and hit the floor
Back down to the shed
Where the guilty have all fled
And innocence is all but dead

By: Daniel Smallegange

Disturbing Dream May 2013

I had a dream where I was walking at night, lost in an ancient city. I looked down and to my horror there was a black worm inside my index finger. I took an old fashioned penknife and made a hole in my finger, reached in and pulled it out, but it stretched and was holding on. I pulled more and it stretched and grew becoming a caterpillar or centipede, black. Finally, I pulled it out and threw it on the stones where it morphed again and sprouted beetle like wing covers... I went home after this and the massive ancient house we lived in was silent. Where the stairs had been had altered into something so steep I couldn't reach the door and kept sliding back.

By: Daniel Smallegange

Deadly Like a Gun

She has eyes that
Easily accelerate
The pace of my pulse
And the quick
Of my thoughts
Movements orchestral
Pin me down
Deadly like a
Gun
She takes my mind and cunning
Twists it this way and that
And I am
Easily distracted by
Her fishnets and hunger which
I seldom can abate
All my lingering fortitude
She shreds it with those eyes
And easily exacerbates
My culpable
Paper-made heart

By: Daniel Smallegange

The Society for Evil, Debauchery and Kitten Appreciation Presents: Dating Tips in an Evil Secret Society.

No, that's not the smell of napalm in the morning, it's the smell of burgeoning romance. We know, sometimes it is hard to tell the difference.

Whether you are dating someone long term, or salaciously shagging in the broom closet at lunch time, or having that torrid affair in the sketchiest of roadside motels with a member of mortal enemies The Society for Good, Chastity, and Dog Appreciation, problems can always arise. Actually they seem to inevitably do so. Usually about five minutes after consummation. And then things can get stickier than the sex. Yes, sleeping with co-workers is really never a good idea, especially if you are dating anyone from the Assassins, Deadly Poisons, or Bad Dressers Departments respectively. The former two for obvious reasons, the latter as who wants to be seen in public with a bad dresser anyways.

And then there are the problems of bumping into an ex during a commando raid on enemy positions (especially if they've lost weight and look really good in their designer commando outfit) or at an evil boardroom meeting when you have to work together after the magic has gone on a much loved project you started when you were an item (that giant death-ray laser that was such a romantic concept, or the tender biological weapon that drew you two together). Though these things can be trying it is vitally important to always remember this sage advice: Never let them see you cry while plotting evil.

Dating in general as an agent of evil is indeed fraught with danger as you never know if the person wants to sleep with you because your brain is really so very sexy, or if maybe they just want to lure you back to their houseboat as it's a convenient way to dispose of a body. Trust me, I've been there! And it's a long swim home.

We suggest you try and develop as many immunities to the 'popular' or 'mainstream' poisons as possible as they are likely to be slipped in your drink when you mention how much you like or do not like children (depending on your point of view). Also, if you must date someone from mortal enemies The Society for Good, Chastity and Dog Appreciation (though they are generally bad in bed) remember to bring a lock pick set for those damnable chastity belts!

Finally, remember when you're climbing the corporate ladder there is always someone climbing behind you, and attempting to climb over you. When they do so, try and arrange yourself so this is as sexually gratifying as possible.

We even suggest dating 'good' people. Definitely avoid dating someone as evil as you are!  Yes, 'good' people are generally naïve, and sweet and far, far too trusting, and would never stab you in the back. They do tend to get all preachy however, and when affronted, will stab you in the front instead, and be all self righteous about it at the same time.  In fact, disregard everything. We recommend instead to date no one.

THE EVIL MANAGEMENT.

By: Daniel Smallegange

Let's Have Us a Love Affair

Let's have us a love affair
You an' me
We'll take a long weekend
Try an' see what could be
Meet each other and walk the desert
Or huddle by the sea
Rub each one of our bodies
Tell each other our own
Grim stories
And laugh at all our follies
Bruise each of our lips
With kisses
Make each other smile
With ironic quips and lusty dips
Let's have us a love affair
You an' me
I can see it in your eyes
You have doubts
But trust in me
Over a long weekend
By the desert or along
The sea
Just you an' me
Take a long weekend
Try an' see
What could be

By: Daniel Smallegange

I Fought a Dog

I fought a dog for a bone
I made a log into a throne
Then called up Jimmy for a loan
All he did was groan
Then he told me I was known
To the police and wanted for
Crimes and certain
Ambiguities
So I decided
Decided to settle in Rome
Had to leave behind my throne
Find a new dog
To fight over a
Bone
Of contention and I never did
Never ever ever did
Ever pay back that loan

By: Daniel Smallegange