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SP 2.0
It happened again ( Read more... ) -
Go?
I sat around just looking around the room. I didn't have much really going through my mind other than thinking of how quiet it was. The only sounds were distant birds chirping and the whirring hum of a fan above my head. Then more thoughts came to fill the void. I know I should go visit, but a part of me doesn't want to. It's not that I don't ( Read more... ) -
The Angels Are Surely Weeping
The wolves crawl under the porch, they see your heels and relish a quick scratch, but I see the hesitance in their irises. . .they won't attempt anything, not on my watch ( Read more... ) -
WR
You think you're unknown, but we both know that's fallacious, and your attempts to disguise this continue to steer towards a steady decline ( Read more... ) -
Not everything relates, digression is constant. . .
It's a bit perplexing what the intentions are. I feel misled by the traces of steps that guide me around you. Sometimes the patterns are full and rich with color, but at other moments they're gray and faded; why do you blur the stains you leave behind ( Read more... ) -
Early
I'm awake. It's somewhat early and I need to read, absorb, write, compare, contrast . . ."I can't let it out, I still let you in."
My throat has been tight for the last few days. It's not hard to swallow or breath, but it feels so constricted. It must be something in the air, it seems everyone is having the same kind of problem. I refuse to be ( Read more... ) -
#Mouse
I'm feeling it from the sounds.
The thing is, I can't always express those feelings, unless I hear something familiar that releases it from my mind. This one does a good job, "Tired" . . .it captures my mood and helps me define and form how I want to the words to come out.
The flow of my thoughts get disrupted easily, why are they so paranoid?
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Summer
They're equally separated, hanging lightly a few inches above the furry brown platform. I see through them, spaces of light that reach and creep toward my toes. I stare out wishing it was more than just a bare lot of machinery and hope that one day the crashing waves would eventually come knocking. It's not much to ask for, the salty smell, the ( Read more... ) -
Opened
It's too bad it did change everything.
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