Writer-Man

I once met a werewolf, When the carnival came to town. He winked at me. I walked up to his cage and told him "I wish I was a werewolf. I would stay up all night long And play tag with the fireflies That blink in the dark. The moon would be my sun. No one would tell me to 'go to bed, Brush my teeth, Clean my room, Hush.' I wish I was a werewolf. I would howl and holler Like a rock star In a black leather jacket With buckles. I would wear pajamas all the time And ribbons in my fur Tied in knots And bows. I wish I was a werewolf. I would never eat vegetables, Only beef chow mien And birthday cake With sprinkles on

Ext. A small village in Italy. Night. Four Nazi soldiers stand guard in the court of an old church. Two of the soldiers are playing cards, using a broken part of the courtyard wall as a table. Another soldier guards the front door of the small church. A fourth soldier paces in the interior of the court. The sound of a car engine interrupts the night and draws the attention of the soldiers playing cards. They quickly gather up the cards in mid play.One of them drops the pack of cards behind the wall and out of sight. A German military vehicle arrives just outside of the church courtyard. It stops but the engine keeps running. The vehicle

PAGE ONE Panel 1- A full moon hangs over Gotham City tonight. CAPTION What is it about full moons? Panel 2- A large bull of a man runs across the roof tops carrying two big duffle bags, one in each hand. He is wearing light sports pants, an athletic hoodie and a colorful luchador mask. His name is Verde. Whatever is in the duffle bags is heavy and bulky. I'll let you in on a secret…there is a short man crouched in each bag. CAPTION My theory; the moon pulls at men's sanity as it does the tide waters. Panel 3- Close up of Verde's head and shoulder. A long shadow (Batman) glides past the moon behind him. CAPTION Sanity is not something

Iron hearted man With a lightning flash smile Red and gold warfare

A loaded chamber Blood rain in a pain alley The wicked punished

PAGE ONE Panel 1- A small group of people are touring an Egyptian museum exhibit, being led by a female guide. Establishing the museum exhibit is the priority here, the people don’t matter so much yet (Peter Parker is in the tour but we can’t really tell yet.) A few other people mill about touring the exhibit on their own. GUIDE Please be aware that, although you may take pictures of the exhibit, flash photography is not allowed. The flash bulb wasn’t invented until the twentieth century. Panel 2- Close up on the smiling guide, clearly amused at her own joke. GUIDE That’s a little museum humor. Panel 3- Pull back to

Metropolis son. Through hail, through crime, through robots Flies a noble heart.

You can’t help but gently sway to the opening plunk-plunk guitar tempo of [Instead] as if in a late night foggy jazz club. By the time you hear the smooth siren call it is too late for you. Of course, you don’t realize it yet as you lean against the rail of your front porch and count the fireflies lighting up. Krista knocks some dishes together as she cleans up the kitchen. Even the sound of the water running through the faucet you find tranquil. You chalk it up to something in your [Bare Bones.] Something crashes in the kitchen. It’s not just dishes. You enter the house and turn the corner to the kitchen. “Krista?

PAGE ONE: Panel 1- The far reaches of outer-space. CAPTION The heavens declare the glory of God. Panel 2- The same far reaches of space, but now we can see a ghost image of Count Obsideo within the frame. CAPTION Count Obsideo can hear the twinkling stars sing their declaration. Panel 3- Switch view. Now we are looking at Count Obsideo from behind as he gazes out the large window of the Titania at outer-space. He is trying to hold a star between his fore-finger and thumb (right hand). CAPTION Yet, he can hold one of these sparkling bodies with a pinch. Panel 4- Count Obsideo is in the same stance but pull back to show the interior o

Vengeance rides swiftly Through fields of snow white as bone His flame never dies.