Vic-times...
Victimes... Somewhat out of place, yet, making time to be the same One can, as all should, make moments with reasons for remembering their name Slipping among the ground bare of meaning Some study, trying talents or practice, while others give into...
Day-Ja-Vu...
Day-Ja-Vu... Dwindling in the breeze meant for another I search for a feeling, like a friend is near, & we'I'll find each other Sifting through the day, walking miles upon miracles yet to be I hear the faint voice, whispering out to me Such a...
Relapsed over you...
Relapsed over you... On the edge, at the height of the problem, answers are all I find The reason I cemented in time has somehow began to unwind Dividing the places & pieces I planted years ago The blossoming of a forgotten beginning shakes dust...
In a dream...
_ **In a dream** _... (Written with parts to a dream I remembered) In a dream, I saw you there again, standing at the edge of light The moon shadowed in stars that were anything but bright Your eyes beckoning me toward your hand stretched out, ...
How It Goes - Part 24
"Scott! Supper's ready!" Scott raises his muzzle as he gazes down at the glow from his 3DS. He snorts guiltily to himself when he closes the handheld, and his eyes fall on the paragraph on_Richard I_. Tucking away the book with disinterest, he gets...
How It Goes - Part 21
_Suburbia_ plays in the background as Scott sits cross-legged on the kitchen table. A trail of drying cum marks his chin and belly; patches of blood rest upon the table surface. Meticulously, he pulls out another shard of glass from the sole of his...
How It Goes - Part 20
Scott sprinkles a final dash of cayenne atop the prepared burritos before he puts them on top of the oven, next to the pizza. Sweat dribbles down his brow as he prepares the timer, rinses the used pans and utensils, deposits the compatibles into the...
How It Goes - Part 19
The madness of the scriptures have drained Langdon of all energy. His spell weaves back and forth, fingertips dancing, twiddling, shaping all the letters he can find. His additions to the Atlantean language confuse him. They feel both right and wrong,...
P-resent...
P-resent... Broken beauty, a shattered smile still has hope in what you see The ending feeling a sliver of time beyond what can be Faces fade as familiar becomes memory The future before it happens, makes peace with being inevitable history After...
Pick-sure...
Pick-sure... Often times I make rhymes For depictions of fictions they never were Sometimes I intertwine reality so much, my own life becomes a blur Memories become more than needed My intent & imagination seem depleted Time & space...
Bar-barian...
Bar-barian... Velvet screens cover my eyes from disbelief I make my way to the next bar, stealing smiles like a thief To the pub, I drag my problem to the curb In the cold, away from warm conversation, they sit unable to disturb Weights...
St-ill...
St-ill... Do you remember, I wonder, as myheavy eyes rest easy among unsure dreams never ending Collisions of visions leave past decisions in an eternal state, forever pending... Soon the night takes my worry, & twists & turns it in a hurry, before...