a winter's day

shall I compare thou to a winter day?

for so many people who's hearts you shall slay

your cold hearted brutality under all condition

nearly hurt me beyond recognition

but I shall not live in the past

instead out with the old and in with the new i have cast

instead of your winter I have a summer

to get a chance to have a second with her i'd wait through infinite slumber

so I shall stay with she the one who resembles a summer's day

and to you I have nothing more to say

the end

A Night At The Bar

A Night At The Bar
By John A. Sturgeon

After making sure that his black Jaguar had the alarm on Hank walked into the bar stressed from work.He had a few drinks and enjoyed himself for a while then he noticed a sexy thing walking by. She was hot her ebony legs showing from under her dark purple miniskirt, her tube top the color of the nighttime sky, he walked up to her and started to make small talk."Whats your favorite band?" he asks really uninterested in the answer."The Rolling Stones, Mick Jagger might be ugly as the sun is hot but he's a good singer what's yours?" she replies taking a swallow of her wild grape vodka. "Drowning Pool, what's your favorite food?" he asks strategically letting her drink more before he goes in for the kill."clam chowder, what's yours?" she replies not noticing his plan and drinking more of her vodka through her straw. "mangoes", hey I think you've had a little too much too drink i'll give you a ride home if you want" he replies with a telling smile. "Actually I have a friend picking me up but she's been asinine lately so I can tell her I have a ride if you want."she replies with her eyes sparkling like shiny pennies in the light.Realizing the friend might hurt his chances if she knew he wrote down his number and replied "i'll give you my number and you can call me later i'll just let your friend pick you up so she don't get pissed" he replies handing her the slip of paper that turned out to be part of a feminist newspaper that was on the counter.
Curiously the girl read the words typed on the other side it was something about the world leaders and a space ship but she ignored it. After a few minutes a girl came in wearing threadbare jeans and held an old tarnished key telling the girl who was named Melanie that it was time to go escorting her to a green truck and driving off as Hank thought to himself "I wonder if she'll call" as he watched them drive off getting into his Jaguar.

Mental

Mental
By John A. Sturgeon


They say that I am mad yet is anyone truly what we call sane? I think not and I believe I have merely done what almost all of us think about at one time or another. True, I did break one of he laws which is held most sacred but I believe if the system we use for law was correct I would not have had to commit my crime of passion and get vengeance by serving true justice and killing that man who I believe is the spawn of maggots.

I took a long time in preparation and planning of my act of revenge. I
Also spent a small fortune on the supplies but it was worth it I tell you to see that man, the man who destroyed my life in agony suffering for his sins. I’m sure you would like to know what could be so great as to cause this act of revenge so allow me to tell you the whole story from the beginning.

I was not so demented before he did this. But one day I came home and was attacked by an intruder. After he attacked me I was bound and gagged before he took me into my bedroom where to my alarm I found my wife tied up and disrobed, tears streaming down her cheeks, blood on her bosom. I tried to break the ropes holding me as hard as I could but my attempts were in vain and I could do nothing but watch as he raped then killed my beloved before attempting to end my life.

This was years ago, a decade to be exact. Over the years I gathered my supplies, built two chambers, and made a few machines just to be able to do my plan correctly. It was fairly easy to create the devices and build the cells but a few of the supplies like tarantula hairs and gallons of sulfuric acid were rather hard to obtain, but in due time I had all of the ingredients to this plan and was able to track down the man who has killed the woman who meant everything to me then I set my plan to work and did what I had fantasized of doing millions of times.

For those of you with a weak stomach or a soft heart I shall do you the favor of not going into gory detail of my slow torture of that foul man but lets merely say this. When I was finished he was nothing but a pile of sludge (or so I thought). But I had everything that could be used as evidence destroyed with one of my inventions which was a steel rod with a sharp end slicing through the support beams of the underground lair which was used for area in which I gained my revenge.

Right now I would be at home enjoying some wine if not for somebody thinking their were dinosaur bones in the area I had caved in to destroy the evidence. Because they found my fingerprints on a Plexiglas wall that I had used in the making of the cells I am in the a room of an insane asylum looking at a picture of my late wife and holding a crudely made blade to my throat. Goodbye cruel world and all who inhabit it!

The End