Wait, whoops, my name is Chennie!
Anywaaaaaay, my dear Chennie's and Chennettes,
I am proud to present to you - The Empty Station
My fifth poem in the Masquerade series.
It's been delayed by a day because I was having a bit of a coughing fit on the day of the tumblr release and I hadn't yet recorded the lines, but thankfully it's all back on track now. That said, please do enjoy it and to my group of regular readers, keep up the reading!
The next series is already being prepared, but more on that in my next video log...possssssibly on Sunday :'D
As for the thumbs, here they are loves:
The Empty StationI'm sitting on a bench
At the nine o'clock station.
A blank ticket in my hands
As I watch the time go by.
Cold coffee sits on the armrest beside me.
The cup unsipped, its mouth untouched.
A crumpled box rests in a heavy left pocket;
The gift ungiven, the present forgot.
And in my heart I wish only,
That I had arrived much earlier still.
Without regrets at five past the hour.
For missing you, my number eleven train.
- Written by Word of Chen, Masquerade series - Poem 5
Also if you'd like to support me as an artist, please just watch the video once (^_^)/ That's all I ask!
Also as I've mentioned in previous journals I still need a slave to assist me in my creative process, info is below as usual :
*Same post as last time*
Right now, I happen to require a fresh slave to assist in my creative process .3. no jokes.
If you are willing to sacrifice your body and soul for my creativity (and if you have cripplingly low self-esteem) then you are welcome to apply.
Come be a slave today!
Human females are preferred but Elves and Dwarves are also welcome. Gnomes, Orcs and Faerlings may be considered.
Just add me on skype (my Skype name is Semshol) and let me know you’d like to help out.
- Your boy, Chennie (yes, I am aware this is not me, but c'mon NAZEEBO :'D)