Restless turning Twisted sheets Shallow dreams Choppy breathing Chatty tongue Babble, babble Dawn breaks Groggy recollections Body aches Dragging frame Unpaid debt Adding up, adding up
I usually don’t post more than once a day so forgive me this second one. Just writing what’s on my mind. Scathing Lashing, rendering helpless Her words burn Mowing down strong men Beheading with deadly accuracy Practiced cruelty? Staving off advances, discussion Utilizing an intelligent mind To dissect with ease Cut to the quick To …
Dark clouds Hurt feelings A longing to express Held captive By the need to remain silent Vulnerable, nursing gaping wounds Pain intertwines with confusion Words form a single file line ready for release Give voice to fetid feelings Diminish the choking hold Let pain slip beyond clamped lips To produce a calm heart set to …
Tracing from root to tip Sucking in the stray drips Enjoying that unique flavor A taste too delicious not to savor
Been thinking about this post I’m old enough Age, experience, time Accomplished enough Degrees, wisdom, ability That I should open my eyes each day And know I’m capable More than able Can take on the world With the snap of my fingers Except a fear resides in me A worry that I can’t That I …
Trying to get my mind working again. Her hands, so thin and delicate, slid up the outside of her thighs to rest on the bottom curve of her ass. She bent slightly at the waist, her fingertips caressing along the seam as her cheeks spread. “Show me.” She glanced over her shoulder, a flush heating …
I’m here. You know, in case you were wondering. There’s a follow up to Seat 19C wasting away in my draft box. If I can find some time (and 8-10 hours of decent sleep), maybe it’ll see light by the end of the week. My time in California is coming to an end (until I …
The city swallows me whole A comforting closeness A creeping isolation Strangers brushing by Arms, coats, bags touching Lives lived separately Space shared in proximity Get lost to be found here Immersed in, surrounded by Buildings and people A part of, apart from A city with a heartbeat I can feel in my chest
So, without realizing it, my year anniversary flew past. I figured I should at least make note of the event and chit-chat a bit. I’ve wondered who I’ve become. I was under a completely different pen name and blogging site last year, but the threat of exposure forced my hand. Ultimately I have to thank …
Just a feeling, right? Until it becomes a tangible thing More than a lump in my throat More like I’m choking to death I’m a sensitive soul Offended by my upset sensibilities Can’t quit my job, can I? But enduring isn’t as fun as I thought it’d be What’s bubbling up is this urge To …