The Procrastinators Dilemma
The sun looks sick and diseased in the backround, it's light a pale and ghastly yellow, spilling over the stark white piece of paper before me. I breathe a sigh of frustration. The pen is cold and slippery in my clammy palm, as if even it didn't want...
001 - 14/02/Forever
_The 14th stroke of Georgian's shortest_ _All I can do is wonder if you're doing it too?_ _Recreating snapshots of 8 years hence_ _In public transit daydreams, during the afternoon's hue_ _I must confess I time travel every single time_ _To the...
Eulogy to a Snail
Once upon a time a snail came with the Autumn rains. From where it came, no one knows, and for how long it stayed is known only to the eyes of light in the ceiling. Still, it must have come from somewhere pleasant, where it grasped and felt wet,...
So Good At It
My mother was not much of a talker. At least not a heavy one. A woman of few words and even fewer worries, she toiled away her day by reading books and writing her own. She never told me what was in it or why she wrote, only that she did and that one...
Place of the heart
#1 of poems a prose worth reading for those that are lovers of nature in metaphor my heart has a place that it calls home. a room that the blues skies are that rules the ceiling. where the floor is green, green, grass.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Vesrynn
#7 of fluffybutt prose poems my first dutch angel dragon as little known the act of universe-hopping is to mankind, angel dragons have made unfathomable leaps, inspiring some of them to consider it a duty.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Meds
#6 of fluffybutt prose poems our local telegram admin. look in any bottle of your medical inventory. do you see a rolaid or an aspiring staring back?
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Cocoa
#4 of fluffybutt prose poems for an irish friend of mine. a trail of watermelon seeds stretch across the savannah as cocoa rolls along in his rind, leaving behind vines and patches, awaiting the sight of his six brethren.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Bugz
#12 of fluffybutt prose poems 2nd angel dragon did you ever wonder if the afterlife had its own nursery? it does, under the supervision of bugz. she is the gaurdian of fledgeling spirits, as appointed by the guild of angel dragons.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Shep
#10 of fluffybutt prose poems for a really nice guy. when it comes to career cred, shep holds the monopoly on it.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Beth
#5 of fluffybutt prose poems lemonade is dandy.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Vlad
#2 of fluffybutt prose poems for fa: darkerlight99 once the blanket for the cottage of a lonely boy, vladmir cherkovsky now only watches him through his mystic pearl.