aenniemal

he wasn´t a soft and pink with a fat little tummy;
he was a hard and hollow, a little boy mummy.

“tell us,  please, doctor, the reason or cause,
why our bundle of joy is just a bundle of gauze.”

“my diagnosis,” he said, “for the better or worse,
is that your son is the result of an old pharaoh´s curse.”

(…)

It was late in the day—just before dark.
Mummy boy took his dog for a walk in the park.

The park was empty except for a squirrel,
and a birthday party of an mexican girl.

the boys and girls had started to play,
but noticed that thing that looked like papier mâché .

“Look, it´s like a pinata,” said one of the boys,
“lets crack it wide open and get candy and toys.”

they took a baseball bat and whacked open his head.
Mummy boy fell to the ground; he finally was dead.

Inside of his head were no candy or prizes,
just a few stray beetles of various sizes.

Taken from TIM BURTON´S short story “MUMMY BOY“.
Abstract from a book, called “THE MELANCHOLY DEATH OF THE OYSTER BOY & OTHER STORIES”

MORNING PASSAGES

this little masterpiece is my greatest inspiration. vincent is a 1982 stop- motion short film written and directed by tim burton. i could watch it all the time!

 ”Vincent Malloy is seven years old 

He´s always polite and does what he´s told

For a boy his age, he´s considerate and nice

But he wants to be just like Vincent Price”