She Began To Cry Tears Of Blood Which Became Little Brick Houses When They Hit The Ground

The Shriek She Made When She Died Was Erased By The Sound Of Lightning

He Was Shot By One Of Brian's Children Holding The Cats Hostage In A Cardboard Box

They Watched Him Detonated On The Linoleum Twisting

She Began To Cry Tears Of Blood Which Became Little Brick Houses When They Hit The Ground

She Spoke To It Through A Clock Radio In A Dream And Woke As A Cloudburst Obliterating Her Civilization

Eric And Kitty Both Die Within A Month Of Each Other, Red Stares At The Coffee Table

Someone Painted A Giant Paperclip On The Sidewalk Right Where You Fell

He Secretly Collected Tragedies Under The Guise Of Learning From Past Mistakes And Moving Forward

He Became A Crooked Steeple In A Dusty Old Snow Globe Nobody Had Turned Over In Years

Crazy Painted On Eyebrows Staring Out The Front Window Eating Hot Dog Buns

He Shit Out His Own Skeleton And Wore His Floppy Flesh Like A Trench Coat