Damaged Goods by I.M. NOSFERATU

DAMAGED GOODS

Condemned by the deities that be

Not for the crimes I committed

But acting on the selfish desires that,

For a time, reigned supreme over any

Empathy or humanity

Indeed, gluttony, greed and lust in every thought

And deed proved not to be my biggest sins

It was, in fact, the flapping of the butterfly’s wings

That did me in

It was the feelings of entitlement and hubris that most teenagers

Share but not a middle-aged escapee from his glory days of wannabe

And for my punishment I have been sentenced to face alone the

Back nine with nothing to do but figure out how to change

Time

by I.M. Nosferatu

I.M. Nosferatu hails from Gehenna (look it up). He has an encyclopedic mind for horror, sci-fi, paranormal, and the occult. He has myriad other hobbies and interests which may not be appropriate to print here (or to divulge at all), but his mission in life (and death) at least for our purposes, is to find good (or as he puts it “sick”), spine-chilling, blood-curdling media in the horror genre and tout it to the world. He is a straight shooter and calls ‘em like he sees ‘em. He will not suffer fools, sycophants, ass-kissers, brown-nosers, and other suck-ups. Pillow Talking is thrilled to have him on board as a guest blogger despite having never met him face-to-face and dealing solely through emails (at odd hours of the night).

If you have something in particular you would like for I.M. Nosferatu to review, you may contact him (if you dare) at IMNos4A2.gmail.com.

TWITTER: @IM_Nosferatu