This Is

Somewhere, some night
you lean by the bar
talking at length of life
the universe
and how much you love her

I am there
and this is inconsequential

You hold a glass half full
of two types of poison
and the stance of a man
who knows too much
while knowing nothing at all

I move closer
and this is imperceptible

Smoke licks from the bright burning tip
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A stable man
breaks a mirror
and bathes in the broken glass
The lies of a lifetime slice his skin
all transparent now
But no blood is drawn;
the shards cut clean
and he is happy
(yes)
He has always been happy

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Ho hum. Well, it's November soon, and that means NaNoWriMo. I've been getting into NaNo mode, and have been plotting two different novels and perusing the forums for the past week and a bit. I'm excited to start writing!

In the mean time, I've been making NaNoisms (funny writing errors) already, before the actual novelling period has even started.
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For years now, on top of my mental health diagnoses, I've been suffering from fibromyalgia (basically, chronic muscle pain). I used to take medication for it, but it was a type of antidepressant, so I had to stop using the drugs when I started on my current ones. It had never been much of a problem, but just lately the pain's worsening again. My ( Read more... )

Hearing the news about Andy Roddick's upcoming retirement has brought me to an unfortunate realisation: I don't know what I'm going to do when the players I currently love to watch have all retired. My issue is, nobody in the new generation of players has really stood out and made me think, 'Yes, I want to support you and follow you through your ( Read more... )

beautiful stranger

once swayed to claim that Shakespeare wrote the perfect tragedy,
my teacher thought himself so wise as to say
“there’s no such thing as perfect”
but when five years on, my eyes find your face
suddenly I want to turn back time
to argue the validity of ‘perfect’ until that teacher sees true

because what kind of creature are you
tousle- ( Read more... )

I'm sick, and sleeping at weird hours again. I have emails to reply to, but I'll have to do it in the morning. For now, a poem. Because it's been a while, and I was given some words to weave into writing. For reference, the words were: aplomb, apple, droop, eiderdown, iridescent, ravaging, swirl and moist. This is what I came up with.

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As I have mentioned previously, I was considering writing an entry for Mamamia's erotic fiction contest. I planned to make it about fictional male tennis players who get into a relationship, and base the story in part on both canon and fanon elements of Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal's lives. As was suggested, I kept one player Spanish, and made ( Read more... )

Something is wrong with me, but I have no idea what. All I know is that over the past four or so days (that is, roughly 100 hours), I have been awake for only about 20 hours total. That is just five hours a day, when I usually average around 15 or 16, sometimes more. So I have basically been asleep for three out of the past four days. And that is ( Read more... )

I can't sleep. As usual.
So maybe you can show me some love, anonymously or not?


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