Whistle, I heard through the wild brush. Two ringscalling, I heard it through the fire. The crackle and snow,through midnight sleep while I tire.Cackle,I heard a bit past twelve. Two cracks caught, on the other side. Footsteps crinkledthe carpet, the tile, and a screech, a dividecame through the door, spotted and brittle. Creaks--in the floor, …
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Brazen Color
At first, there was a chain reaction, bright and enough to be seen in action,A blast of color and twists, bursts of dust and paint.A stop, a freeze, pinned to the sky like a faintpicture on the wall.A freak of nature, a pounding in the head, brought to a crawl.After time, the streams fell down, …
A Voided Droplet
black water, streamed down as tears.there was a relief, to lose the pressure.late nights, breathing through the fears.movements created winds and water.actions caught, to break free from lesser.metal shards and blood to slaughter.caught to crumble, rushing to bottom feeders.surrounded by figures, faceless and righteous.kicking my confidence asunder.a knife in the sand doesn't draw lines.when the …
Suspension
crash, controla smack, a flasha line, madepush, shovetwo hands, full knuckles, boundbreaking, bashinga cut, a blanka risk, tranquilprison, rideone hand, clenchedbegging, stoppinga pattern, to survive
Trance
I couldn't deal with being blinded. I didn't think anyone could properly form themselves back together when their sight was suddenly taken. I tried to grasp my bearings, I really did, but there was only so much my brain could process. A slow brain that handled any stressful situation with anxiety and panic attacks. I …
Snap out of it
spider legs curl around its prey. Silk falls around the shoulders, gives a minuscule weight that brings two barbs deep into the meat. hanging beast gives protection against the elements. The cold seeps through the strands, and while the soft touch brings relief. Nothing else did. Everything else melted to liquid--torn to pieces. between the …
Ignition
Impossibilities. It's impossible to be idle. Impossible to not try. Impossible not to scream. For more.
Sluggish, Stale, a bucket of Water
Stagnant. That's the feeling. When everything boils over--when the time comes to find those hidden feelings buried under the mud--there's a familiar feeling. And it's not stagnation. There's a sense of rebirth. And, a sense of hope. A different type of hope. One more akin to a passion to continue. A fight to push forward …
Risk and Reward
one replaces several, so there isn't an original,pieces floating with particles and cloversdroves of cries, drones, blows, copies of caves, traced to bring veins, vague and graveexceptchildren of Change, to the height heldcatching more than manic meld,driving deep to mountains matchedtrials, tribulations for the two halveshaltedby grafts of skin
Insight
There are quite a few questions, a platter of quirks and plagues, that worm through my brain. But, I feel I am learning. I feel a gain in knowledge. An increase in folds. Because I'm thinking. Over and over and over and over. Pushing and trying, over and over. When my eyes close, I only …
Just Buckle Down 