The Saga of Goblin Nonce.

[luka]

A poet, actually, a real one. As Improbable as it sounds. As comical and absurd.

 

[luka]

I want to be, and so I am. I chose it and I will stick it no matter what. With or without my magic powers.

 

[luka]

Which perhaps never existed, only that I wanted them to exist and demanded the world fall into line.

 

[luka]

Who knows. Who are you? And what do you want? And what are you doing with yourself?

 

[luka]

I think that we are almost at the end.

 

[luka]

I think that it is good and that it is worth doing. It has enough risk in it. Hopefully not too pretty. I think too pretty actually. But it is what I can do for now.

 

[luka]

Here we go my fine feathered friends. On our anachronistic island. This oversight. This atoll menaced by the waves. My little invisible friends. Who I bully and abuse. Copenhagen syndrome. Well I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I just needed some attention.

 

[luka]

Make a bad joke to deflate the tension. A whoopee cushion. Undercut the bathos.

 

[luka]

More than three hours have gone by and the children are running their feet thudding upon my ceiling.

 

[luka]

And more jet engines. Planes hurtling through the sky.

 

[luka]

And was it cathartic or was I just killing time.

 

[droid]

Thank you, brother.

 

[Corpsey]

WTF is this about

 

[pattycakes_]

Running commentary on luka's mind as the drugs wear off

 

[droid]

Shush now. Have some respect.

 

[Corpsey]

This actually is worth reading.

 

[Corpsey]

I mean this is actually heartbreaking in places.

I hope luka is having some nice dreams now.

 

[pattycakes_]

All due respect, he's one of the main reasons I come here. Like some rare bird and you've sussed its fabourite watering hole.

 

[Corpsey]

The best chat I ever had with luka maybe was when we were both up all night drinking booze listening to rap music.

I was delirious by the end of it.

 

[luka]

WTF is this about

Lol corpsey