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...
Hello again...more than a friend...
Hello again...more than a friend... Remember the time we only cared We had every moment to take in what each other shared The feeling of knowing we were one in the same A loving thought beyond expression, forgetting we had each a name Blindly...
Y always U...
Y always U... From a long way down, I stood up right to see a final sight A picture purely imagination beginning to form as my vision & emotion became one storm Torn between each & every seam, I made a nightmare with care out of our dream Slender...
Pass-t...
Pass-t... Grown into the piece of a person that changes a life for the better I've since thrown away the words that were too much to share in person, I've set fire to the letter As I see a smile made for another, it leaves me with one for...
Me-more-E...
Me-more-E... (Memory) Divided by time, reminded by memories pure Through actions too far taken, outcomes must endure With pieces placed so preciously among the picture yet to be In the moments that remain, there's plenty left, at least to...
The Fuzz: Chapter One
Preza opened blurry clear blue eyes to the dimly lit haze of the predawn hours. Withe a groan she shifted and closed her eyes once more, not quite ready for the day. After a few more moments of rest she rolled off the couch and padded her way silently...
Angela Thomas 5
Angela Thomas 5 By : John Hartman The alarm goes off in a small little room with a window. The large bed that barely fits the room has something large under the sheets, snarling as a furry dark brown arm comes out of it and slams the "sleep"...
Angela Thomas 4
Angela slams her hand onto the table; her claws sliced through some of the papers and made slash marks on the table, which made the others but eric jump away.
Angela Thomas 3
Angela Thomas 3 By : John Hartman A wolverine sat by herself at a table during lunch period, looking gloomy as she just pokes her burrito with the claw tip of her index finger. It's been a couple of weeks since she'd last seen a childhood...
Under The Cherry Blossoms Chapter Eight Part One
Author's Note: If your squeamish don't read this chapter. At least until I tell you to do so. It contains candid mentions of eating insects. Specifically Meal Worms and Giant Ants. ...