Poem #60: You
_You_ Some people say I think too much But there are some people Who don't think enough You stop and stare and look at me Like I'm the crazy one You don't even know me The only one who is close To knowing me is me Hell you don't even know...
Oasis
I have this dream night after night That I am alone In a desert of scorching sand And I am so very thirsty I walk And I walk And I walk Aimlessly It feels As though I walk these circles Endlessly My thirst never quenched And I feel as though...
Epilogue (The End)
I personally had my doubts about how well i did and it was only through immense pressure that i did lighten up just in time for when the results eventually came online.
stranded
You're stranded on the bed again. You've been awake for an hour or so, but your titanic partner slumbering next to you won't budge. You've tried to press your little hands against their giant body but all it does is remind you of how small you are...
How will a doll play?
Short, second person, windup critter just imagine whoever is going to play with you caressing your keyhole touching it feeling it your key being so slowly inserted in meshing with your workings tight tested tension against it but not enough to make
A soft machine
A soft machine first person, robot, waking up, self assessment, thankfulness wrote this a couple of years ago, when first developing my robot fursona. still here good waking up. sleep mode is always a gamble. works most of the time.
The Thournes
It is not uncommon that a shard will 'win' this battle, and completely overwrite whatever personality that the host once had, but the memories of the host are always maintained.
Simplicit Complex
The complexity of Simplicity is astounding something so... little, easy, standard, simple can bring one to ponder for days, and those days into weeks, and weeks to months, and before you know it your whole life has passed. A safe space, a...
PQW: Pleasure
Pleasure is... Those endorphins triggered by those certain concepts that stimulate you. That increase your heartbeat The itch in your throat that makes you want to shout with glee The blood flowing through your system urging you to...
Poetry quick write: Thoughts of Night
My mind during the night is open Free to explore and wonder. Collect, assess, and evaluate Eyes widening to the illusive details Ears catching subtle clues My fingers twitch with anticipation to write Word by word relief washes over me I have...
Unspoken
I'm sorry For the things I do not say Even when the words Do come They stick upon My tongue And slowly Fade away. You keep me On a ledge Where I can only Fall I could walk along it But never From it Can I stray. I'm...
A Dragon Redeemed, Part 2
I honestly think every person in town, young and old, had been standing and watching me work on our great friend. even the children had been perfectly quiet, their tear stained faces shining in the lantern light.