. Nyx .. Nyx .2 years ago in Personal More Like This
. Nyx .
The pain stopped her drunken expressionless rhythmic spin. The burn was concentrated and sharp; a pencil point of agony on the center of her cagina, that soft plump white stretch of skin from thumb to index finger. She stood and stared down at the ember still in its asteroid glow embedded in her right hand. The girl who’d shoved a cigarette against her while she had danced solitary in the anonymity of the dance floor grinds herself against the thigh of the muscled round-headed thick-lipped guy she was with and disappears in the bobbing mass.
The orange glowing ash clot drops from her skin and other dancing strangers push against her from each side. She lowers her lids and narrow bedroom-eyes her way through the crush to the end of the bar. “Gheaţă” she slurries at the guy with the miniscule reptilian pleat of black hair surrounded by buzz stubble skull across the bar. “Ame
.it was just a name after all..it was just a name after all..it was just a name after all.9 months ago in Personal More Like This
To be obsessed with someone who is negligent at best … is that search for satisfying the insatiable the reason for this place? Is it why I always remain? A revenant with such violent demands and capabilities my body could never sustain? Which of us is truly the psychotic spirit obsessed?
Psychic or physical – I impose impacts paranormal. Let me in. Picking your single voice from this hiss white noise, fading in and then back out in clarity; you singing with that soft drawl; your songs of loneliness. Is it just bait laid to entrap? Do you dwell in life so deeply longing that I’m on your breath? Move in with me to this space of emptiness that I possess, that is what my heart pumps cold and damp, parched and longing, starved and demanding I’ll thump your walls and taste your hungers. Surrender, but retain your strength, yield to pleasures the human only drips in ink; t
. swarm .. swarm .2 years ago in Personal More Like This
. swarm .
in the drift and flutter
their dusted twisted threads
softened whispered mutter
sister'd Fate's abrupt ends
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"Fluttered Away Poetry" for Sanne
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