Her skates slid across the icekeeping a pace simple and niceas her head tilted upward apart from the visuals downward. A spiral descending heras those that laid beneath began to stirand she began to regain balance amongst the audience invasive glance. She had felluplifting herself yet the judges would tellif she was to take placeContinue reading “Her skates slid across the ice.”
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She lined them up.
I’ve been trying to work on ideas for horror stories and such, the poem below is a poem to gather my thoughts and possibly build on. If your not into morbid content it probably isn’t something you will like just a warning. She lined them up in a matter that was rough as she shoutedContinue reading “She lined them up.”
The artist stands within the studio.
The artist stands within the studio walled within the vitreous humor peering out through the pupils hiding their self from the models as the artist sketches thousands a day. Faces are sketched quickly the more often the faces appearthe more vibrant the sketches turn.As the faces slip out of viewslowly the image fadesand the artistContinue reading “The artist stands within the studio.”
Three light bulbs
Three lightbulbsone snaps feeling fully heatedleaving splinters of glasstouching the heals of the busy feetstomping by. A piece slips within their skin leaving the slightest of impactand droplets of blood and the feetalthough scarred they kept going they kept running. The lightbulb simply replaced quickly erased the markof the over heated light bulbslowly vanishes andContinue reading “Three light bulbs”
Their heart was full.
They wanted to heal their heart and mend the wounds.They began by cutting a lineand prying open another chestwith a latex gloveto keep it sterile. They tore it off their hand which was recently washed and pureallowing a finger freeplacing a finger tip amongst the heartfeelings its warmth.They allowed their finger to move up andContinue reading “Their heart was full.”
Just one hug.
An old worn out bear with one button eyeand broken stitches for a mouth laid in isolation thinking to itself.Just one hug, why do they no longer have the time?I am worth one hug.The bear thought about it shaking itself loosefrom its dusty spot under the bedthere was little light down thereand as it cameContinue reading “Just one hug.”
Unseen by the eyes of their host.
Stabbing its needle like mouth through the leathered layersand releasing its particles insideallowing them to fill within this vessel swelling inside the pores mixing with the bacteria that already breedswithin this placebirthing a new complexity a variant with greater abilities that’s released as the vessel sneezes and spits upon a patch of Earth and theseContinue reading “Unseen by the eyes of their host.”
Look at the time.
I’m not aloneand I’m as happy as I allowfor each happy thought has a coating of gloom because some minds are incapable of smiling all the time.When the world itself is dying and the brain knows it will dieand forgetting that is impossible a fact I cannot erase.Yet there are motivational sayings in which IContinue reading “Look at the time.”
Nestled within the chambers.
Nestled within the chambers live a mix of narcissistic and empathic creatures.The empaths feed on the shit of the narcissistsand the narcissists feed upon their shelterspitting out the rind.Leaving little room for the empaths to find their solitude turning them neurotic as they try to drink the liquid their home makes as if it isContinue reading “Nestled within the chambers.”
It is you.
I don’t like youa lot and the more I thought I became overwhelmed worriedthinking am I terrible? It is youI know it now and if I don’t do this all of existence as we know itmay crumble. Sorry I know it is rudeto laugh in another persons face it’s just I’m fucking with youyou areContinue reading “It is you.”
Temperamentally Tina 