Tumultuous misadventures through the mind of one struggling with the mundane, while grieving the air of daily affairs.
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Failure.
I’d hate to wander and be set up for failure when I was told the grass is greener. It’s fooled me many times before and the shame hasn’t seemed to dissipate and haunts my dreams and becomes my nightmares. I’ve been steady for so long and now, suddenly it all smirks back to diddly side…
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At the Hospital
I wonder where it goes when all lies awake and tosses and turns through the night. When all is dreary and there are no promises to be made. Every garden is crawling with critters, to keep it alive. The earthworm avoids the fish in the pond. All so tranquil, yet when you look around –…
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Heartbeat
Circumvent me, and spin me around. There are no dalliances, only creed to newborn crushes and something of the like of love. Only to wonder, only to ponder. Only to see if one can step off the bridge of loneliness to find that love. Self-respect adjacent and crippling anxiety, maybe it’s too selfish to be…
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Scribbling Mage
Wicker envy, and wrath upon the broken wristsThat tempt fate andAll to come, on a weary journey.Unforeseen by mages and knights that joust likeAwful opinions, that seem pointlessAnd barbaric to the common soul. Have another bowl of soup,And heal,In time, for another scrap of destinyTo sworn its presence in front of thee,And mark a slap…
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Roaches In An Ashtray [Chapter 3: Paper Jam]
I could dance away and tap my toes… Claire thought. The day had turned into a shitter by demand, but she was hopeful to turn the day into a brightside. She pulled out her old typewriter. Dusty and likely to be slow on the first try. She found a whole stack of copy paper in…
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Shuffle on Ice
Freeze, fools drizzling in the dirty, muck of snow. Do a shuffle, and dance on ice.
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