impure
Hellraiser roaring; abate the truth showing; begone fair maiden swaying; bleeding lips unbecoming thee; vulture of souls harvesting; dry virgins solely sought; pure innocence of lust; mist as mist flows; touching flowers of purity
Bouncing
“You’re bouncing off the ceiling…” she said.
I was just happy to see her after so long. We only met once every four months, that was our arrangement. She was responsible for my wellbeing and I, I just failed at most things.
She left not long after this, moved away, closer to home, the baby and family. I still recall those words, “Bouncing off the ceiling”, and cherish them still. A life of an unstable is never easy but a saying like that sometimes help to remember the better days.
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I wish I could speak music
the missing dimension to
my words falling flat
Uninterruptible Infinite Loop
Receiver malfunction, distorted thoughts
“I love you” she whispered
Receiver malfunction, obvious distress
“Come closer, hold my hand” again and again
Receiver malfunction, panic; abort
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
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mitigating
In prayer I hear no answers; silence reverberating; diving into the alcohole; perception awakens; shadows of godliness revealing; shooting up the star; unproven path to God; tempting faith alluring; hands trembling; mitigating
Longing for Mist
Awaiting the coming of night; fundamentally…the riffraff safely tucked away in their castles; securely…aisles left empty barren shelves awaiting; calling…daring departure down lanes of darkness; apprehensively…cloaked and hooded a swiftly concluded affair; refilling…safety returning nearing the ivory tower; speedily…once quenched the thirst; rapidly…the mist will manifest; surely
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Pondering – the traditional urban art of entering a pond head first whilst trying to estimate depth
not lost
He did not regard himself as lost, that would have implied failure. To be lost he would first have had to set forth a plan of being somewhere else at another point in time relative to this time and this his current position. Secondly, he would have had been required to commence the transition to the other place and thirdly, somehow being unable to complete the transition based on intermediate location information. Note however that falling into a hole in the ground would not be classified as being lost, rather being stuck and as such would void any warranties. He wasn’t lost, he just didn’t know where he was, so he sat down, lit his pipe and smiled.