I want to hold you

and kiss you

and tell you everything

will be ok.

but it is as it is

and you are

Gone....

I am wringing my clapper neck

To and fro two

Hands of mine gripping my neck

To toss fro and to.

Like a bell,

Swinging my waist with my shaking

Aching parts. My wood carved shoulders

Hold me together in one spot, so I can splinter.

Move but can’t move. Just my clapping and my waist, so I can fabricate to run.

And when my crown finally falls,

I lose it. The cannons sputter fire,

My lip qui...

In the quiet, little Travis can dream

Fantasize about rockets to the 4th moon Zeta phi. He can conjure an ambitious adventure in the eastern jungles, teaming with deadly wildlife that protects the sacred artifacts. He can imagine a warrior woman

So tall and dark, combating against vampires

In cities glowing in the moonlight. He can write about a time traveler who has to stop the zombie wars from...

When I was six,

Dry mud on my fingertips,

I ran over a toad

With my bike on a mysterious, concrete road.

It had hopped right in front of me

And felt like pebble under the tire, you see.

But I had known instantly what I’d done

That dark afternoon with very, little sun.

I had been peddling so fast, to see if I could fly

Instead in seconds, I killed the little guy.

I hit my brakes immediately, ...

I watched you take time

To play with partners

Instead of clean your room.

Like a gorgeous cat tossing a bird across the ground with silver wings.

You liked plucking

Gorgeous feathers. 🪶

By sitting across them at your dinner table

“I want you, I like you.” You’d say. Smile.

Smile like cheshire ready to start the game.

And they would welcome you into their homes. Likely, the homes were extr...

Fluttering chest

Beneath my breasts

That’s how your whispers

Cause me to stir

And tingle

Too easily Kissing and parting

So sweaty and

Touching tangling knees...

Dear Mrs. Swan,

I must sincerely apologize as I will be unable to attend your ball. Something urgent has come up you see, and I am unable to shuck my responsibilities.

They got me. They stole my life and placed me here in the industrial period. I’m afraid we won’t meet again.

Sincerely,

Sir Silly String...

When I returned home I was not prepared

For what I’d see everywhere

Shattered glass and broken furniture

Gave the impression that it was a tornado

But I live in the desert

A dust devil maybe? No, something

much worse. It has lingered in my home a

Long time. Yet today it decided to

Reveal its true intentions and curse me.

My tv stand in pieces, my table has fallen,

My furniture has scratche...

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So you dug your claws into

The bare skin on my back

And breathed into my ear

That I looked tastier than a snack

I lunged for the dirt and found the cross

Stabbing you in the eye with it

And then I scrambled up and was gone

They found three bodies

Close to my complex

And you were in the crowd

Pale and long haired elegance

Crimson brown irises

You were staring at...

I read it as snack

So I was pleased

To find you so pleasant

In bed with me 🤤...