

EffortIt was in sweet cacophony that he closed his eyes and relaxed. The dragon’s tail trailing into the distance ahead of him, somewhere in the distance he could hear a kid’s sound system thumping through a repetitive line of techno music. And not too far ahead of him a woman was dying. He watched the ambulance lights dancing, throbbing, following the blue jackets with reflective lining as they clawed at the side of her grey sub-compact and told her everything was going to be okay.Effort
She pulled at her seatbelt, trying to key the button that she knew would set her free. Just inches, a few more inches, she could feel it, she ran he


Words With GodQ: God? A: Yes. Q: Yes? A: Yes. Q: Yes what? A: Yes, this is God. Q: God…God who? A: The God…in heaven…the one you wanted to talk to. Q: I just said “God?” and you answered. A: That’s because I’m God. Q: Oh, okay. Hi God. A: Hello. Q: God, why is the sky blue? A: Because I made it that way. Q: Why? A: So that you would ask that question. Q: Why? A: So that I could show you that I can do what I want. Q: Oh… A: Don’t ask why again. Q: Why… A: Don’t Q: Oh, sorry A: No you’re not.Words With God
Q: Really? A: I c


TherapistTherapist I love the fall, it is a beautiful time of year, I think. With the trees changing. First green, which fades to gold, and gold to brown, and brown falls. And the virgin air. Crisp, almost stinging but still warm around noon, but never too warm. It’s the time of year when the girl’s t-shirts and skirts get longer. Sometimes I like to sit and watch them on the streets hunched against the cold, laughing with their friends about the cute boy on the motorcycle.Therapist
I don’t get to see them much anymore though, I’m not free, and they don’t walk by my room. There are guards though, but they’re not girls either. I miss girls; like th


My mistakesAgain, I findMy mistakes
myself without reason again and sometimes without care if I could understand thermodynamics -cold feet- I could explain absolute zero shattered plyability of my mind and they way the ceiling looks right now
My words comic book character Frozen I read in front of me.


Packing the Unpackedempty boxes surrounded by clutter lost memories accidently uncovered lay the big ones on the bottom wrap the fragile in cushions of love handle with carePacking the Unpacked
many thorns arrive with roses carring sweet fragrance mixed in pain save colorful petals for a rainy day throw out wilted stems handle with care
blank pages forever to be stained words formed over time scrawled and scribbled, cried and bleed turned faded and yellowed
handle with care
multiple photos paint the walls coating both plaster and heart ever captured to be rem
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i'm so proud of you! booyah poetry out loud, take that!
Yo. I found you by clicking on the "random deviant" link.
And, I'm really, really, glad I did, because I admire your work a lot ! You seem soulful....
Another thing I'd like to add.
Is that you on your Deviant ID ? you look like an actor...haha *blush*
Yo. I found you by clicking on the "random deviant" link.
And, I'm really, really, glad I did, because I admire your work a lot ! You seem soulful....
Another thing I'd like to add.
Is that you on your Deviant ID ? you look like an actor...haha
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