pistol priesti want a dance that destroys the dancerpistol priest5 years ago in Open More Like This
as if he is wrapped in barbed wire and as he spins
he is gently shredded, unraveled like a piece of
yarn or a piece of clothe or a young smile
stopped at the corners of a mouth
as a bud. cut as he dances
i want air like a razor, a song like a knife
an imagination that limits heaven to a smile
imagine that as i dance my legs unravel
around you. around this silence
and religion people, like so many
beings i know. i want this dance.
i want it in me like a mountain
down by the roadway railway
in my churches vestibule
i place my hands on your head
and you fall down a foot
and your hair is smooth as silver
the shaft of a gun.
imagine that this flower peels me
each time i see you are older
and i am more and more gone
each time i see you my mouth is heavy
with my dissipation and the dance in me
is a spiral, the hand on me pushes me in
a circle rasping, be healed! be healed
but you are but a broken creature
telling me about healing?
i feel your pistol wel
EndlessI am staringEndless5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
at a clock
but the time
are the hours'
I am staring
out a window
and my vision
I see the
I see the
and yes those
I am staring
at a bed that
is always empty
except for me;
but still I see
you in my dreams
We know where
each other are
yet we are still
-Brian Shuffett/Dawn ?
October 25th, 2009 (original)/ June 11th, 2010 (collaboration)
With the Strength of a Child His ripped shirt is barely visible in the dust and smoke. He kneels in the rubble, bloody faded jeans loose on his hips, tan skin lined with ragged cuts and bruises underneath. Long dark hair, now dusty white and matted with blood, ripples in the wind like a tattered flag of surrender.With the Strength of a Child5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He can't feel the pain.
Broken jaws whisper of sadness.
Broken voices scream of loss.
And his broken eyes turn toward the ground, shadowed with fear and weakness. He clutches his head in scarring hands, ignoring the sharp debris biting his legs. He stares vacantly at the cracked concrete lying in the dust.
He can't see it at all.
Young eyes glisten with tears.
I Still Miss YouEven thoughI Still Miss You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't be with you,
I can still
until I open my eyes;
then I just miss you.
Fall far awayThe worst decisions,Fall far away6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
have the best intentions
Every day it becomes more apparent,
the blackness in peoples hearts.
The backstabbing, the hate,
I'm not quite sure where to start.
The people that are there for you,
ready to catch you if you fall.
Then one day they're gone,
they just don't care at all.
Reminds me of you,
how you help me through,
then just toss me away to rot.
Look at me,
look into my eyes.
Maybe something will click,
or maybe not,
I've had enough of it.
Fall far away,
down in the alley crowded with shadows.
I'll watch you drift into oblivion,
a black hole or something similar.
Dumpsters flooded with crimson,
dead emotions floating along in them.
Tip the dumpsters and flood the alley,
bury you in an unknown valley.
I Miss You.I Miss You.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I still miss your smile,
The light color of your eyes when you glazed at the sky.
Your warm hugs when I felt cold.
Your amazing kisses when I was mad.
I've really got to say your all I ever had.
I miss you every second
but you've only made me sad
we always seem to have gotten through everything,
but this time we fell apart.
You held me in your arms like no one has before
I felt love and cared
We had something so great
everything we ever shared
Love is two people never letting go
two people caring for each other no matter what
each day that goes on
love grows only bigger
realizing only one can be everything.
Sometimes I think I'll never find love again
because it was something so unexplained
I want us to be "meant to be"
I won't stop loving you
I won't stop loving you
my love for you won't ever die
I'm sorry I've let go
no longer by your side
The Way You Want MeThe way i send electricity down your spineThe Way You Want Me7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when i kiss your neck
The way you jump
when i blow into your ear
The way you arch your back
when it is carressed by my nails
The way you close your eyes and breathe deeply
when i push my pelvis into yours
The way you giggle
when i gaze into your eyes
The way it sooths you
when you suck on my finger
The way you taste
when i kiss your sweet lips
The way you want me
when i want you.
Diary of a Madman July 30thDiary of a Madman July 30th4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
July 30, 1988
Today is my birthday and my loving husband bought me a wonderful gift - you. I guess after we found all of my old diaries stored in the attic, he knew I would love to have a new one. So today I am overjoyed to have such a loving husband. By the way, Diary, his name is Kurt. We have been married for 3 years and we have never been happier.
Kurt couldn't get out from work early, or so that is what he told me. He wants me to meet him at my favorite restaurant tonight. Of course, it's a surprise party. It's more than obvious; but I'm still wondering who will be there. Sally and Steve, for sure. Maybe the Carlsons will be there? Maybe my parents? I'm so excited this morning I woke up and he had this beautiful dress hanging on the door with a note. That said how much he loved me and
I killed another woman today. She was very pretty, Diary. She looked almost like Sarah. She had the same long brown hair and slim figure. I really miss Sarah.
Weather ManCast iron clouds cascadeWeather Man4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Down like an air raid
The sky is grey like TV static
I raise two fingers like rabbit ears
And try to receive your signal
I can feel my fillings picking up AM radio
The weather carries an uncharacteristic sense of urgency.
The weatherman is screaming.
His voice is hoarse, his breathing shallow.
There is a storm coming.
That lysergic acid rain may fall
And rend my flesh away
Hot and humid as a fever
And the hallucination with it
It is raining sideways now,
The weatherman doesn't tell the wind
Which way it's gonna blow
Distance exaggerated by the damp air,
I am an island today.
I kiss the emptiness where you should be,
But I taste only salt water.
When I told you you made me feel
Like New Orleans in two thousand and three,
I didn't always mean in a good way
A blown away way.
I feel the saline in all my open wounds.
Sharks are strolling down Bourbon Street,
Their dorsal fins indistinguishable from the shore break.
The bodies are floating to the
I miss youI miss you10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I miss you
It's all I have to say
I thought it better that way
But it kills me
And I can't fight this reliance
I'm drowning here
Amid this sick, strange silence
I need you
To tell you what I feel
To hear you
And remember what is real
When we said nothing
But it said so much
When we ran away
To get in touch
I feel you here
So lost inside me
I need you now
Or I'll fall apart completely
I miss myself
That piece you still hold
This space is hollow
Leaves me so cold
I can't forget you
I never will
The way you changed me
Because I miss you still...
Hold meHold me,Hold me8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's all that I ask…
Just hold me so I can tell you about the never ending stars
Just hold me and let me whisper
About our secret place
About the place where light sees darkness in the mirror,
Where cold, fear and love are molded in stillness
A fleeting moment is all that I ask…
For everything will be the same again
Me looking for you, you searching for me,
Empty yet full…
Fed up with myself, so hungry for you…
Would you miss me?Would you miss me if I diedWould you miss me?8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you kiss me if I cried
Would you hold me tight
Would you squeeze my hand
As my last breath left me
Would you miss me in the night
Cause im not there by your side
Would you cry on my grave
Would you leave flowers in summer
Crosses in winter
Would you cry when someone speaks my name
Would you put my picture in a frame
Would you miss me if I died
Could you wait to be by my side?
3 Different Seconds3 Different Seconds3 Different Seconds5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
by L. Vera
An excerpt from a tape recording of Martin Stevens' interview with Dr. Henry Wurzbach.
1/20/89 9:00 A.M.
"How are you doing today, Martin?" Doctor Wurzbach's voice entered through the static.
"Good," Martin replied.
"If you do not mind Martin, I would like to go ahead and ask about the first time you discovered your ability," Doctor Wurzbach said with his deep calm voice.
"Sure. Like I said before, it all just kind of happened. Well, I was out with my friends. We were walking home from practice and we got to the bridge across from the park. Michael jumped on the stone wall on one side of the bridge," he stopped.
"Go on," Doctor Wurzbach said.
"He fell... or so I thought he did. But..." he paused again.
"But he did not?" Doctor Wurzbach filled in.
"No. I grabbed his hand and well... he... um... didn't fall."
"So you saved him," Doctor Wurzbach suggested.
"Well, I didn't think I saved him. I just thought it was I don't know "
ConfusedI want to be aloneConfused8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But once I am
I can't stand
I want everything to be quiet
But once it is
I can't stand
I want to live my life
But once I start
I just feel like dying
I want to be happy
But once I am
I always become sad
I want to laugh
But when I do
I feel like crying
I want to be loved
But once I am
I feel nothing but hate
I want to forget the past
But once I do
I feel ashamed
I want to be strong
But once I am
I always become weak
I don't know
I don't know why
I feel this way
Just please understand
AcidI stopped writing when I turned 20Acid4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
degrees Celsius, and the acid
evaporated from my veins.
No more stormy seas or dreams that
I can feel the erythrocytes crashing
against my eyelids and fistsnow
My heartbeat is like the hollow
canals of Venice drowning in air,
drains overflowing into drains,
Like abandoned gardens hanging
between bricked up dreams, built
six stories higher than I would ever need.
edoraedoraedora9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I drew a heart with my name in it,
And my name in it,
I've not been kissed in quite some time.
Outside, the smell of England
In my chest, the cold grip
Of remembrance passed me by.
Poppies pinned to the heart
Like butterflies, or a gouge
Of a bullet hole passed straight through.
Gunpowder; what does it know
Of love, of flesh, of moonlight on sand,
Or what it is to be sad?
I've never seen the sunset
In the arms of a lover,
I've never been hugged.
But I can draw, I can draw a gun
More powerful than the emotions,
A sunrise, a tranquil sea, eternity, edora, edora.
Siege of NerelaThe Original Prologue for 'The Children of Reckoning'. Now abandoned in favour of a more 'current' approach to the timeline.Siege of Nerela4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
During the Saive War
The capital city of Nerela was once more shaken to its very foundations as another earth-shattering spell erupted in its main residential district. The various dwellings and shops threatened to collapse onto those escaping and rescuing, as panic spread amongst the population like wildfire. The screams of the dying filled the air, as did the bitter tang of Mana burn from the destructive magic being utilized by both aggressor and defender alike. The streets were a sea of activity as the populace literally trampled over one another in an attempt to be free of the danger that now assailed their normally peaceful city. Armed enemies lurked around almost every single corner. Amongst the dust and ashen smoke, it was nigh impossible to tell friend from foe.
A compact unit of thirty men on foot crept out of hiding from a series of
Frozen Flames - Chapter 33When Max had fallen asleep beside me, I found that I could not sleep at all. There had somehow been a very deep change inside of me, like something had been stripped away, as if I were a new person. Our souls had connected and I felt a tremendous amount of love for him now because he loved me back.Frozen Flames - Chapter 334 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My powers so far had not calmed down, but for some reason I was not worried about the random flare ups. At one point I burned Max on accident and he woke up, grumbling to me, "What are you trying to do to me?"
He squinted his eyes, still half dreaming and said to me, "Gemma, why is your back glowing?"
" What?" I questioned him, I could not physically see my back but as Max ran his hand over it, I was suddenly aware of the tingling sensation I felt along the ancient text inked onto my skin. As soon as Max had touched it, I felt overwhelming power begin its course through me.
The dark runes along my back glowed a light blue as I felt the first half of a prophecy run through me.
Tips para un desing exitosoTips para un desing exitoso6 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Diez consejos para que tu diseño tenga éxito.
1-El buen diseño es innovador.
Las cosas claramente diferentes se recuerdan mejor que las comunes. Lo innovador llama la atención.
Haciendo lo que todos los demás hacen, es cierto que no fracasarías, pero ¿triunfarás así alguna vez?
No transites los senderos trillados. Innova.
La esencia de la innovación debe verse claramente en todas las funciones de un producto.
El desarrollo tecnológico sigue ofreciendo nuevas oportunidades para soluciones innovadoras.
Las innovaciones no se agotan.
2-El buen diseño hace que un producto sea útil.
El producto que se compra con el fin de ser utilizados. Debe servir a un propósito definido - tanto primariamente como en las funciones secundarias.
La tarea más importante del diseño es optimizar la utilidad de un producto.
3-El buen diseño es estético.
La calidad estética de un p
Frozen Flames - PrologueWithin all worlds there shall always exist both dark and light, Heaven and Hell. It is here that the world remains as one. But when light is once corrupted by dark to bleed a core of blackest blood the world shall see its end. The pure shall no longer rule, the darkness of sin shall rule and end the world in destruction.Frozen Flames - Prologue6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Man shall fall. The Great shall fall. The Divine shall fall.
Octavius stood at attention in front of a crystal gate, scanning the horizon for travelers and enemies. As a commander and one of the last of the First Council he had made it his duty to guard the Final gate to Earth.
Octavius began to wonder where his second in command, Talon, had gone and called out his name. Talon! Where are you? He waited a moment, anticipating the sound of his armor but sighed when he heard nothing.
The crystal gate glimmered behind him, shards of light reflecting onto the white ground and the clouded mist that surrounded it. The Final gate w
Only the Good...Be nice, hopefully you'll die faster.Only the Good...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
DemonThere's anger in my heartDemon5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Am I becoming,
Something I don't want to be?
Like the poison air we breathe
There's fire in my eyes
And red paint on the walls
I don't want to be a demon
There's anger in my veins
And I only wish
To break and to destroy all things
Make it so no sunlight sings
There's glass down on the floor
And a growl on my tongue
I don't want to be a demon
There's anger in my mind
A scream on the air
That freezes the voice of the wind
Like the darkest of all sins
There's boiling in my blood
While it's on my hands as well
I DON'T WANT TO BE A DEMON