A wisp of a woman |
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Dowager Wool |
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The Smallest Egg In The Back. |
An egg sat at the bottom of a trench in the back of a cavenot alone or even separated from a bunchbut as part of a group as part of a clutchyet this little egg was not the sameit was diffrent from it'... Posted by on Thu, 11 Dec 2008 16:48:00 GMT |
Tick tick tick |
Tick tick tick the echo's of a small click ring thunderous in my earsas the hands move round and the minutes measure yearsAs that spinning handdoes it's circular particulartwirling on a wall advancing... Posted by on Sun, 30 Nov 2008 08:02:00 GMT |
One Second |
In one second the world was born whether it be with a sigh a bang or a burp you blinked and there we where Everything that we do big or small starts with the one second that begins it all That fal... Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 02:04:00 GMT |
Iron Will |
I will myself to the keyboard heart beating fast fingers a trembleit took drugs to lubricate my creative might it took liquor to unlock my dark sinnerI do not have those midnight muse's I do not have... Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 05:03:00 GMT |
A special place |
An unspoiled soul is worth all the gold the world has to offerit adds satisfaction to every breath and leave's a smile on every facegives hope to the weary and reinforce's courage of the bravemakes li... Posted by on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 01:03:00 GMT |
Been a long time |
Been a long time since I have written
Long time since the bug has bidden
Long time since my words were read on anonyomous lips
there mumble the sound of my jumble
long time since my he... Posted by on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 14:39:00 GMT |
A very long bus ride |
Sour stench, leapt from the strangers skin,
angry microb's minions of there master
attacking filthy commando's who's dungree's matched the plaid seats
overtrained and overpaid when it cam... Posted by on Mon, 15 May 2006 21:24:00 GMT |
feel me reel you in |
Your forgetting me
He thought in a poloroid second
warm nights bathed in moonlight
me grabbing your hair
bodies dripping with sweat
your nails clawing my flesh
I know your climax is wa... Posted by on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 20:02:00 GMT |