A Crude Man's Prayer
_Yes, let me take you down to that spring, where our love can be expressed..._ _No need for tears or fighting, and our hearts shant be suppressed,_ _It's a cruel world out there, so here's the job for us--_ _We'll be crueller still in our...
Goooooooood Doggie!
So this was why the village had gone quiet--_overrun by ogres_, she thought. Yet something was odd--where had they put all the people?--where had they put her companions, who'd promised to meet her at the Inn? Without help, she wouldn't last long in a...
Slick, Slippery, Slimed--The Siren's Call
The beaches at night were calm and quiet, only the distant sound of gulls, and the washing of the waves comforted me, as I warmed my hands by the fire I'd made amidst the driftwood, drying my clothes. I was a pathetic mess of a sailor--my crew dead,...
The Furry's Burden
Desiring some kind of ascent, or uplifting from the human race, I picked a tail and coat of fur. One to properly accentuate my taste, For lithe frame, cleverness... and grace. I wanted to be free--from a society Of cheats, preachers, and smiling...
Unpleasantries, II
"Absolutely unacceptable." "What?" "She's sapient wildlife. A fox woman." "She was half-dead on the front doormat, for god's sakes Walson!" "Do you even understand the danger of keeping one in your presence, young master? What this beast can do to...
[SCRAP] Tangling With A Twisted Angel
Amidst the stinking fox-folk, another being stands out for wearing clothing that, even had her feathered wings not given her away, is certainly Angelic in origin; too clean and bright to even fit in with the dusky glade and its dirty denizens. She too...
[SCRAP] Towers of Heaven Come Crashing Down
The sky has been pierced, as Heaven's bastions collapse one by one into the realm below. The sky that was once blue has taken a red hue, and become filled with holes like shattered glass; beyond which lies only blackened emptiness. How the change came...
Forelorn
So what is this judgement that you seek to pass? Invisible world, unheard of, unseen. Only spoken and written--legacy of a man. Thirteen years ripped out. Thirteen. Twelve of them were yours, one turned on you. So they speak of you like a legend,...
Agnosticism
Are you the artist? Can you say? Or has that too gone, run away? It seems that time has come once more, Our respects again to pay. The way is clouded, dark, and bleary, As your eyes grow tired and weary, The road grows crooked, steep, and...
Eau de Kitsune
A pretty girl, the stink of fur: a trollop and an unwashed cur? No: she smiles, she has her way, with men she visits day to day. She slinks about in leaves and vines, Comes closer to you, and she pines, To taste of you--of humankind. She's...
Some Thoughts About Myself, Humanity, And Furries.
Yes, I do think that we can be boisterous, overly bold, and write shaggy-dog stories. Yes, I do think that we are longing, lustful humans, many of which have been deprived of company for far too long. Some of us can be mean, cruel, teasing, taunting,...
Carnality
Day in, day out, without another way. I stare up at her on the wall as if I'm trying to say: "I want you to come off that sheet and share this life with me." It's cruel, it's cold, it's reality, that takes her far from me. It's some girl's...