at a glimpse i clock the sky a curtain's been draped and we are all shaded all of nature shares one direction narrowing on the horror : a munking and blotted violation the sun has filled with dark ink an embolism out of the order of life voiding over us over the city the world described beyond all voided over
i fall dropped and shucked the people around me go simple dumb and bound with crimple gawps we are mugged by the sight
i feel like a farmed over minefield furrows being turned trotted out anointed fears climb my throat it is a show sung ill sol darker sunk than its surrounding leadened soak yet ringed tightly with an annihilating halo
practical thought becomes clotted and my primal processor is tinkered with evil witterings squirrel about in my thinker my being is topped up with depravity
i must surely **** someone ? but who.. (that kid with drool ? / that business suit with brand name trainers ?) and for what reason ?
i madly stare about look at them ; so human and null potential victims all raking in snapshots of this ecliptic venom adding to the vat collective online Prune The Brutes ! it is The Eighth Day and I know my role Ha ! such livid thoughts scheme
i shall wait out this exposure looked down upon take some pics with the others perpetrate goodly behaviour mimic the tossers pass through the ordeal with communal protection and live another day happy slapped with fresh mad thought
it is hard for the truth to come out of my sealed lips played the victim and I take my role seriously we were just on the same water, passing ships the sun and the moon meeting in an eclipse only for a moment but the moment was potent wishing for more moments like this rips and rips until I finish my zip hours and hours until I finish my shift you are the one thing my mind cannot slip the one man that drives me to drink so I don't think, just a couple of sips now I am covered in my sadness as the sunlight peeks through such a naive little boy, never knowing what to do what to do
Shadows ask To speak under low breath, A campfire burns With pinion twigs Scavenged from Old Dolores Land, still she cries A forgotten martyr words now frail Sentiments, in the Pitch of night, The curse breathes Through the sand
do not attempt any magic when the full moon glow during dark magic hour powers are dull we are already dealing with more than we can handle so draw a bath burn Palo Santo Light a candle and rest your precious soul when the full moon glow it will come we will cleanse it will go it will leave our magic low only to regrow and overflow until the next full moon glow
It's been so many nights I've scrolled down my contact list & Highlighted your name. So many nights you've crossed My mind and never left. Wherever you call home Wherever I call home. Places I thought we'd never go Desperate finding our way back. You're name a direct reflection Of the sun, My finger an eclipse. Unknown to the philosophers And professors who study science. It's been so many nights I've scrolled down my contact list & Your name has shone bright Like some shooting star Searching for something it's lost. Knowing our history You'd have to be there to have Seen it. Without first contact, I miss you every time
The funny thing is, you never said them; those three heavenly words that I'd been hanging on to hear, but I knew I felt their eventual effect in my limbs, and I was convinced that I hadn't imagined your affection.
The funny thing is, I never confessed either; couldn't will my lips to part and tell you that your eyes could eclipse the moon, that I could get used to the letters in your name and feeling nervous, that I could (still would) love you on purpose.
The funny thing is, back then my words got caught in my throat; they don't anymore.
i know these memories with you are the ones i will cherish for once i have a memory so tangible that when i look back to smile at it all the emotions return too i not only smile at the memory but i relive the entire moment i will never not be thankful that you entered my life through the pains and the joys and the heavens know its been the slowest journey our friendship but what a journey it's been
every day, a new memory, a whirlwind of emotion looking back like flashing images the day we dashed across the busy road our legs shaking from laughter the day you held my hands and put your head to mine and i truly in that moment i truly understood literature and what it is meant when people say they feel like the world has stopped and they are the only one's in it for that is what happened and when i see your face it certainly brightens up the room when you goof around and play your silly games with me it warms my heart when we have our inside jokes and we're leaning against one another trying to hold in our giggles so that others are not alarmed when you choose to sit next to me in a room of people and when you confide things in me
i still don't understand all these feelings coursing through me but i do understand one thing you have taken a total eclipse of my heart i am content with our friendship and i hope i never lose you
in the short years i have known you i have felt more alive than i have my entire life, and i do not know what to make of that
A wolf has come to eat the sun the Gods supplied us only one with jaws that tear and teeth that bite he stops to drink our fading light eclipse the world, pour out the soul you nibble, can't you eat it whole?