Flash Fiction: The Guitarist's Dream

Okay, this is more like flash poetry...

Artist Link: http://www.flickr.com/photos/satterwhiteb/
   

Andrea tried in vain 
  
To sing her songs of love and pain
                 
But her guitarist was untalented and quite lame
           
Andrea grew so mad that she grabbed his guitar
         
And broke it over the poor guy’s head
           
The guitar exploded into wooden shrapnel
     
And the guitar player ended up oh so dead.

Let Us Count The Good Things In Life....

Pizza: Psychedelic Bread Created by the Gods

Steam rises from new born pizza pie
Scent of cheese, sausage, pepperoni, and steak
Steals my soul upon a natural high
Heaven demystified, pain vanquished
Caloric slices color my mind
All thanks to the glorious effects of
New born pizza pie
         
               

Self Pity, Self Loathing

I should never have been born,

               I am an aberration.

                             I am a failed abortion

                                           a mistake for the ages

Serpent's rain waters fall from the sky

               flooding uncontrollably my pained eyes

                           on the blood-stained Cross I cry

                                              Eden, Blood, Divinty, Flood

"Why hath thou forsaken me?"
             
             

Murmur

Serpentine Stars slither
 
        'cross the sky of night
 
the Swan laughed,
 
         the Hunter cried,
 
                     and Leo the Great just died
 
...what is suicide but self-inflicted abortion?