Life, Love, LostLightened Love-Lips lying,Life, Love, Lost6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on a miserable murder mouth,
in the dark dancer's face,
hands holding the harmony,
shivering safe sanctuary,
enclosed eyes exploding,
Life, Love, Lost!
Hilf Mir Fliegen 2 Part 12Bill put his hand on his forehead and squinted at the bright light in the ceiling.Hilf Mir Fliegen 2 Part 126 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Where am I? he repeated, looking around. Am I in Heaven? Or is this Hell? Or someplace in between?
Morrison chuckled. I believe you four have some catching up to do. With that, he and the other slayers left the room, leaving us in shocked, awkward silence.
Gustav? Bill asked, looking closely at Gustav's face. He looked down at Georg and I who were still on the floor. Hello, everyone. Where's Tom? Are we all dead?
B-Bill? Gustav started, putting his hands on Bill's shoulders. Is that really you?
Well, it's either me or the drugs, Bill replied with a laugh. These leather-clad freaks really like to pump you full of all kinds of loopy shit. Oh, heheh, pardon my
Scribbled OutScribbled Out6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've been scribbled out ~ lost it all in the fight ~
at one point I even forgot what I was fighting for.
But I do know this: they are all gone. I am not sure if I just misplaced my pencil or someone else won my words ~ as if they are stapled to some random wall with a pretty blue ribbon and I am left with an honorable mention plaque made from Paper Mache.
Or maybe it is me that is scribbled out. Someone has taken their dulled pencil in fist and rubbed the paper raw, rubbed it right through until all that is left is a huge hole and the desk is covered with a thick layer of lead.
Is that all I am? lead on plywood? Someone's stick figure to delete at their whim?
I dont know.
Its been one of those days weeks years
She promises it will get better.
Or she would if she knew how to word it without coming across cliché.
Either way I understand. That part at least. The rest well Im going to see if I can find a new pencil and
A.D. 17XX prologfeudal japan, year A.D. 17XXA.D. 17XX prolog6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
a world overrun with gangs, warlords, dugs. streets lined with the homeless and the scumbags from all over the island.
geisha houses on one corner and a school on the next. where most money is earned by steal killing or drugs.
This is the one place in the orient you would never want to get lost in. where gangs of children would slit your throat to sell your body
for this organ or that useless remedy to baldness. a ship appears on day in the harbor along with a thick fog. its tattered and torn up, the
sails are in tatters, and the main mast is snapped in half. blood and be seen upon its decks and limbs of its crew are scattered about. the
logs upon the ship state that its from the middle east, destined for europe, so how did it end up in eastern japan? the locals are quick to
throw aside the mass damage to the ship, they don't care what happened to the crew or why, as long as there's a profit to the cargo who
cares.inside all that they find is a plain, stone