Landmines and Lightning

There is a force here in the air, Dormant and unspoken. Discharge borne of silent words, Rendering me open. At the behest of nature's forces, I feel powerless and weak. In the wake of littered land by men, I cannot step forward, cannot speak. For the sand upon my heels, Burning deeply at my ankles ...

That Moment

If I had to pick a moment, From the close or distant past, To stretch out for a thousand years And make forever last, I know the one that I would choose To eternally indulge. As a moment, it was seconds long, And yet those seconds are my all. I could hardly think a thought, ...

Wretched Fingers

Venom, poison, toxins; These are what I sow. Paralysis and pestilence; I reap them as I go. These cold fingers, dark and wretched, Keep destroying what they touch. They reach out far to take new things, And waste them in my clutch. Those who choose to come to me Are digging their own graves. Those ...

I Hear a Bird

I hear a bird. There is chaos in my head, There is awakeness in my bed. But I hear a bird. It is calm out there. My internal screams are loud. My want for my more is proud. But it is calm out there. Time will keep going. This wretched clock is laughing. This moment, ...

Take it Slow

This feeling, as I tell it In a song or as I yell it, Does it matter If I clatter, Or if I should fall in love? I want the latter. If I can't do any better, Put my thoughts into some letters, Write a poem or a song. "LA LA LA" String along, string ...

Dead Reverie

I awoke around midnight, (though I thought I did dream), to the vision of nothing but darkness extreme; as my eyes adjusted to survey the scene, I did see a hallway I greatly esteemed. I thought it a reverie, and as such acted brave, but the dark and dense air made my footsteps enslaved! What ...

[Dominic’s Mastiff] Chapter Six

Chapter Six The carriage ride back to Hoffgorod was quick and uninterrupted, but the pain in my wrist made the passage of time feel slow. Without the stresses of the jail to distract me, I became aware of quite how swollen and pained my arm and wrist had become. The Alaxian plains which were once ...

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