Rituals.

So I got tired of reading terrible reviews for the movies I like and great ones for the movies that I think are dumb and boring. Plus I watched Watchmen and had a lot to say on it. And I've wanted to do it for a while. So I started a movie reviews blog. http://outsiderinput.blogspot.com/ (edited, to say that I've pretty much lost all focus for it, so there's only like, three reviews. [shrug] Ah well. I'll go back eventually.)

Once upon, I saw the world as this other thing Back then, just once, my heart, it held a beat Now there are dark clouds, storms that rage and sing I lie dead, covered with a twisted sheet Night consumed the day and the darkness spread Alone, a knight of old, an endless quest I sought my salvation among the dead Needing a place to sleep, a place to rest Once upon time, there were flowers that bloomed When music rang out as laughter and mirth But on the horizon, faded stars loomed I looked at the world and just saw the earth Fitting then that the vine, the twist, should be, Keep the sun, I don't hate the things I see Sonnet, Iambic Pentameter...ish [a revision of "As the Sun Sets."]