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Cafe Interview, Part 2--WIPThe house was a cool, dark haven away from the humid city. The door was shut, locked now, Samuel leaning against it and smelling the emptiness. Plastic. Bathroom cleaners. Rotting fruit. All the money he’d made off of Mister Smith. He wandered through the sterile living room, into the kitchen. The air conditioning stirred smoothly in the walls. He remembered when he had first met Smith. It had still been cold, winter settling in, and a weekend either before or after the first snowfall… He couldn’t remember, exactly.&nbCafe Interview, Part 2--WIP
by ~empty-pages
House On FireMountains blackened the crust of fire Stand under trees Leaf shaped ashes fallHouse On Fire
Not a cloud in sight Sweet fall day Every faraway house dark Better start walking Time to start walking
Lock us in the kitchen Feed us toast and jam House shudders in empty flames No water No water in sight
Fire erupts on the Mountaintops No rain tonight Just snowfall
A light from before Remember it in mornings When your breath is cold Eyes held wide No water in sight
Different time
by ~empty-pages
Kool-Aid DreamsEating sugar Our Jell-O and Kool-Aid Watch the world through technicolor eyes A plate of glass betweenKool-Aid Dreams
Stained fingers Brown and red Remember where you store All your old dreams The movers don't care
Sit in a fantasy Pretend to exist To love and feel and be All you need All they want Everything impossible
Drink your Kool-Aid Technicolor acid Shove red Jell-O in your mouth Give the sugar another try Black coffee is just too Just too Grown-up
by ~empty-pages
Tesla's MachineThe empire banging on the door Hello hello Empire outside your walls faces in the windows There is a rupture in the sleeve My light is bleeding outTesla's Machine
Tesla's machine burning Brightly lighting fuses leaking fumes and shadows
Used to know a kid named Alex Little baby Alex Cried all day, whine-whine-whine Carried a cane Legs breaking bang bang bang
Don't ruin your white suit Lovely white tuxedo Keep it white and clean Keep it clean for mother
Lighting a black match Tesla dreams
by ~empty-pages
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PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT The following contains "bad language" for emphasis. I do not endorse the use of such language, yet I use it anyway because that's how I roll and it can add good emphasis to the points I bring up. If you don't like it, I pity you.
Becoming an Author
If you're looking for a step-by-step "How to Write the Next Bestseller", you're barking up an imaginary tree, so if I were you I'd desist from that before people stop and point at the delirious little chihuahua. Thing about writing is... &n
by *IceFlame1019
Cold“I’m sorry. I can’t live a lie.”Cold
did I hear you right?
[shocked, smile crushed like squeezed lemons, it's empty]
“It’s time for me to go. Actually… It’s been overdue.”
whats been overdue? What’re you saying to me?
[voice collapsed, shrunk, only a whisper like a dried leaf, shriveled, broken]
“I can’t do this anymore.”
stay here. I need you
[knees of gelatin, quiver, fall resting on the cold ground, chilling bones] &nb
by ~hawaiianhulagirl
iwe're not prehistoric poems, fossilized under rocks or earthed in sacred burial grounds under Chinese restaurants filled with pigment and Peking Duck. we exist plain-view. we could be blind,i
and still our genetics are twisted within
the molecular helix of DNA to gravitate
toward home. its representation congeals blood into a temperature flux whenever
a star meets her season a million miles
from historic origin. i remember our scent
on late turpentine evenings before centuries
divided us into millenniums. i needed distance
to validate reasoning
by `Anavah
the eyeby `lolita-art
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Searching my heart for it's true sorrow
This is what I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people
Sick of the city, wanting the sea.
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Searching my heart for it's true sorrow
This is what I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people
Sick of the city, wanting the sea.
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