two years runningits funny how my brain ran out of order today. two years in a row, folks. winner, university's creative writing #1. the winners were "my beautiful collateral damage" and "imperative, pt. 2"
check em out.
While Looking At a Photo Albumevery shot a sedative every memory a ghost every day a way to live every one is one I lostWhile Looking At a Photo Album
never drown my memory never match me stride for stride never see what I can see never look for what I hide
feelings take a dusty shade breathing gives me what I need thinking of the way we're made makes me out a mongrel breed
ever feel a twinge of doubt? ever wonder if you wont? ever feel your heartbeat's clout? ever sorry that i don't?
PixelatedI know that when I see, I know that it is she, and ever shall it bePixelated
When tossed upon the sea, the vessel within me as leaves upon a tree,
My heart be never free! My mind's captivity to low-res imagery -- my love for #FFC370
It fills my lucid dreams where all is as it seems. My flooded mind with streams of love for #FFC370.
It takes a leading part in making up my heart, and every time I start to fall for #FFC370.
I know right where she stays, the Venus of my days. And after sun's dead rays,
everybodyeverybody sighing, dying laughing, breathing, living, being, taking, taking, feeling, hating, coming, going, taking, going, eating, drinking, feasting, starving, working, quitting, living, thinking, feeling, doing, everybody loving, seeking, writing, reading, speaking, hearing, everybody non-descriptive, less agressive more than passive, everybody stopping stopping Stop it Stop it! Stop it! STOP IT! STOP IT!! STOP IT!! EVERYBODY!everybody
stopping speaking
My Beautiful Collatoral Damageapologies like stones in homes of glass i watch you sleeping, drowning all the while a sad array of closets stuffed with bones veneer release -- a desecrated smileMy Beautiful Collatoral Damage
i take my leave of life devoid of love and turn it to the mountain precipice a metaphor of solidarity where Aphrodite earns no sacrifice
i leave you laying in the urban sprawl a pearl among the sands of broken dreams where i cannot articulate my fear that everything may wind up as it seems
and so i prematurely take my leave and so i leave your life as love leaves mine i write up
Triumph
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Don't blame me.
I'm just here for the cookies.
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"In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power." -Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuk
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nocreditstock <---Stock without all the bullshit.
until it hinders my safety. then i might have to intervene.
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like lines long for letters
which would whittle words from whiteness
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Stu B Doo.
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which would whittle words from whiteness
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