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reminiscing
i stil remember the night when my slalamander died, the night was still and cold, like a bar of soap in an icebox and the air was cold and thick like a thick bar of soap in and icebox. i stil remember his beady little eyes staring up at me out of his tank. staring into the inside of my inner sole. i lost a friend that night, that cold, thick still ( Read more... ) -
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeemo
Another day, another sigh ( Read more... ) -
Waiting is
What melancholy airs are these ( Read more... ) -
S Ten Did
In days long past,
Across endless seas
A sailor fared his way
A wizened man
Worn down by time
And the sun of days upon days
Learned was he
Though not of books
Nor of communication
His knowledge: vast
In nautical terms
His skill was navigation
This current trek
Across the depths
He intended to be his last
His body was ancient
Withered and spare
He felt his time had ( Read more... ) -
Shitty
Eyes spring to life,
Awakened by sound unheard.
A startled gasp becomes
A sigh
My partner is warm
I'm reassured
Her pulse beats low,
Jealous as always
Of the silence of
The night;
Rythym's faintest whisper
Vaguely seems to say
That she lies undone-
Guard lowered for the moment.
I slowly envelop a frame
So slight
Her murmur sanctions
This energy spent.
Oh, would that ( Read more... ) -
Blah Blah Blah
Time - That which witnessed the birth of the cosmos, which had existed infinitely beforehand, which will continue flowing on into eternity after the last stars have faded away, when the heavens are black there exists nothing but a vast, incomprehensible void. Time's cold, dispassionate eyes watched as countless stars began to sire children, ( Read more... ) -
I and Me.
I have come to notice, lately, that I'm finding myself increasingly dissatisfied with life. I've distanced myself from those whom once I loved and (and here I make an assumption, as I can't see myself as lovable, or loving for that matter) loved me back. I've enclosed myself into a cocoon in which, rather than undergoing a beautiful transformation ( Read more... ) -
Time passes..
Scattered wisps of wistful color
Ignite and embrace one another
While silent tufts of darker hue
Encroach and threaten peace anew... -
Nocturnal
Sleep soundly, dearest one,
Rest until the morning comes,
Then you can wake up with the sun,
My love.