Icarus Their wings are made of wood, and feathers, and wax. It would hold As long as They stayed in balance As long as They did not fly too high Or too low As long as
AloneAt the barShe waits.Contemplates wistfullyThe last remains of her wine.She sighs,And pulls another cigarette From its refuge.Catches the landlordWith her fluttering fiver,Orders another drink.Listens with her feelingsTo a saccharine song -And stares at nothing....
Careless The evening wore on and my pantyhose was beginning to feel too scratchy for the room I was in. The stars were barely there outside in the chaotic light of a city throbbing with shivering inspiration. I pressed my glass to my lips, the name of the drink escapes me. It tastes like mangoes spiked with water lilies.. odd but soothing in a way that's easy to forget about as we get older. The right amount of oiled dancing helped me slide into relief. Relief from feeling too too white, relief from a pride that became as dull as avoiding the daily telemarketers.
Poetry DumpBreathe a MomentTake a momentTo breatheWe aren't dead yetSo take a momentAnd breatheThey haven't killed us yetPuppetI can't save them allAnd it kills my soulSo play on my heartstringsMake me dance aroundLike the puppet I know I amI can't save them allBut I can damn well tryRain PainsThe rain is coloredDyed purple from his hairTainted red from her armsStained blue from his eyesIt leeches the color from themThe rain is colored by painRushingRushOnto a white train that holds promisesPromises of freedom and happinessRushInto the drowning lies that keep us aliveLies that save us now, but kill
My Lovely Hellfire - 1My lovely Hellfire,Happy belated Fourth of July to you!I had about as much fun with them as possible. Jazz, Crescendo, and Tempo had fun lighting off fireworks. Even Alto came outside to watch them with us. Galatian came to visit with Angel and Deuteronomy (shit, that's a long name to spell. Messed it up four times) so we had a pretty big cook out. Not as big as when everyone was still here, but still pretty fun.I remember that year Blaine was so beautiful tied there. There was always something about that dark crimson in his golden hair that I loved. That's probably why I kept him around for so long. The way purpling bruises looked
Parallel ConstructionSentences and lists are awkward when they contain a series of items with inconsistent grammatical structure. But as your reader scans through a series of items with parallel grammatical structure, the relationships between different items of information become clear. Here's an example:Which of the two sentences below is easier to follow?At the February meeting we will hold a discussion of the new health plan, whether to revise the procedures manual, and then a draft will be developed of the early retirement policy.At the February meeting, we will discuss the new health plan, decide whether to revise the procedures manual, and draft an e
Vivid.The dreams are more vivid now.They are different, but they are in many ways the same. They possess the same elements: Fear. Worthlessness. Desperation. Grief. Guilt. (And each emotion each feeling crushes him down more until sometimes he feels like he can't get out of bed.)Ivan works himself hard. He has cut down on his intake of crappy food, though he still clings to energy drinks, continuing the smoker's hand-to-mouth habit. He usually has something in his mouth, gum or a candy or some snack (or Christian's tongue, which he likes). Sometimes it's his nails (biting and biting and he hates it), sometimes it's a can of Monster or a coffee.