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Hey, this is one of the many poems tim burton wrote... sort of morbid
dark stories, 200% pure burton i assure you... i had a great time
reading over them though so thought some of you would wanna have a look.
for the poems
http://homepage.tinet.ie/~sebulbac/burton/home.html
for stainboy short animated movies (related to the poems actually)
http://greylodge.org/gpc/index.php?p=277
hope you have an awesome time, i at any rate did ^^
Anchor Baby There was a beautiful girl who came from the sea. And there was just one place that she wanted to be. With a man named Walker who played in a band. She would leave the ocean and come onto the land. He was the one that she wanted the most. And she tried everything to capture this ghost. But throughout all their lives they never connected. She wandered the earth alone and rejected She tried looking happy she tried looking tragic, she tried astral projecting, sex, and black magic. Nothing could join them, except maybe one thing, just maybe... something to anchor their spirits.... They had a baby. But to give birth to a baby they needed a crane. the umbilical cord was in the form of a chain. I t was ugly and gloomy, and as hard as a kettle. It had no pink skin, just heavy gray metal. The baby that was meant to bring them together, just shrouded them both in a cloud of foul weather. So Walker took off to play with the band. And from that day on, he stayed mainly on land. And she was alone with her gray baby anchor, who got so oppressive that eventually sank her. As she went to the bottom, not fulfilling her wish, it was her, and her baby ... and a few scattered fish.
for the poems
http://homepage.tinet.ie/~sebulbac/burton/home.html
for stainboy short animated movies (related to the poems actually)
http://greylodge.org/gpc/index.php?p=277
hope you have an awesome time, i at any rate did ^^
Anchor Baby There was a beautiful girl who came from the sea. And there was just one place that she wanted to be. With a man named Walker who played in a band. She would leave the ocean and come onto the land. He was the one that she wanted the most. And she tried everything to capture this ghost. But throughout all their lives they never connected. She wandered the earth alone and rejected She tried looking happy she tried looking tragic, she tried astral projecting, sex, and black magic. Nothing could join them, except maybe one thing, just maybe... something to anchor their spirits.... They had a baby. But to give birth to a baby they needed a crane. the umbilical cord was in the form of a chain. I t was ugly and gloomy, and as hard as a kettle. It had no pink skin, just heavy gray metal. The baby that was meant to bring them together, just shrouded them both in a cloud of foul weather. So Walker took off to play with the band. And from that day on, he stayed mainly on land. And she was alone with her gray baby anchor, who got so oppressive that eventually sank her. As she went to the bottom, not fulfilling her wish, it was her, and her baby ... and a few scattered fish.