creativity – Page 12 – Temperamentally Tina

Open mindedness.

They placed the gloves upon their handsand a mask upon their mouths,a sterile environment to achieve an open mind. They set a timer if the time ran pastit’d be accepted as long as the mind expanded and the closed off sectionswere cut and spread open. When the cutters were donethe body would be closedminded noContinue reading “Open mindedness.”

Disguised as a wig.

Disguised as a wigas if the prey isn’t wise enough to catch onalthough they are vain enough to overlook the truth. As the wig reveals its clawsthe prey chooses not to resistfor resisting threatens exposure for the preys truth that beneath the creature is a bald exterior. The prey must be adoredand to be adoreditContinue reading “Disguised as a wig.”

I swear they burrowed in.

I’ll take the thing this wayyou take that other thing that waywait move a little to the leftI don’t want to move to the rightyou’ve always been in chargeand I’d like to be this timelook what happened when I let you guide us through repeating it’s the shorter waywe will have extra time as ifContinue reading “I swear they burrowed in.”

I wrote a poetry book; Can We Sleep Now?

(I am a participant in the Amazon Associates Program and any qualifying purchases made through affiliate links I may earn a commission on at no additional cost to you.) I recently self published an art and poetry collection through Amazon. For the collection I drew a new creature each night and wrote a reaction toContinue reading “I wrote a poetry book; Can We Sleep Now?”

Volunteers will often do.

Placing trust in other humans entrusting our bodiesand our mindsas if a collective community can outright simplify our livesand yet it’s complicated because in order to create the right formula they must dabble within endless combinations researching and testing choosing whovolunteers will often doand when there aren’t any? Thanks for reading.-Temperamentally Tina

Goosebumps; my body is not a home.

Goosebumps;what is something supposed to formwithin them.Bursting;eww the goo is all over me.What is that,is it living?My body is not a homefor those things it is for me.Those things festering within.“Get out,Go!Please I’ll say it nicely and if you don’t listen I’ll force you out.”Are the bumps their indicators?“Get out,I’ll force you out I saidContinue reading “Goosebumps; my body is not a home.”

Who is the highest authority?

Who is the highest authorityall these rules who made them are they still living this place of the living does what the dead has said losing their tempersfeeling ill mannered as if dressing proper will ease the insanity I’m insane because of these threads I’m insane because of the brick and mortars I keep inspiringContinue reading “Who is the highest authority?”

I’d still be alive right?

I’m alive because I am breathing I’m alive because my heart is still pumping I’m alive and with that I’m able to thinkbecause my brain is still intact.What happens if it isn’t?If I’m comatoseI’d still be alive right?My brain would still be thinking,only I’d be dreaming on the constant and I think does my lifeContinue reading “I’d still be alive right?”

Shall we come up for air?

I bought a rather large tarp and I had set out to use itfor the intended purposesalthough in my own wayas I held on to it I thought it needs to be biggerand I looked around asking for helpbuying several more and with more hands we stitched several together and I thought it needs toContinue reading “Shall we come up for air?”

The home is hungry.

Green eyes sprouting all overclaiming their home to be the monsterand they themselves victimsforced to grow forced to reseed. The home is hungryit always has beenwaiting for the eyes to dry up,decompose,and feed the home. The sprouted eyesforever riddled within their own judgementturning towards each otherand departing wisdomas they deny the others of the sameContinue reading “The home is hungry.”