Throwing shots out a window, it's all really a pain. But it won't stick or leave a stain. Still mind my ways, the many open things on my brain. I feel fragile as glass, so please Lord, don't let me break.
“I’m a student of light,” Louis said. “And a poet.” “No, I leave that to Charles Baudelaire. My job is to capture things before they disappear.” “Am I going to disappear, Monsieur Daguerre?” - Dominic Smith, The Mercury Visions of Louis Daguerre
Who are all of you? What are you? Am I human like you too? If so, then why is there a pane of glass Separating me from you?
I've been out here in the cold, Looking in my whole life. I once tried knocking on the glass; Gently tapping with my fingertips - ra-ta-tat-tat. I think Famous Blue Raincoat was playing too loud For any of you to hear.
Just when I was ready to accept my fate: Freeze to death and meet my maker - She took my gloved hand in her own So we could both look in together.
as her glass heart beats, it cracks little by little as her chest caves in. she closes her eyes. her deep, slow breaths restore her aching body as her chest straightens. the cracking suddenly stops. her soul glues the cracks and her heart is whole again, stronger than ever before.
Little glass axolotl perfect shades of pink and orange. Found him at the thrift store brought him home & shone him up with some windex and a cotton cloth. Now he sits on the shelf and sometimes I pick him up to marvel at the smoothness of his back, and the perfectly formed gills at the sides of his head. My little glass axolotl is one of the things that pulls me through papers with his tiny smile and teensy toes. This is love caught in silica and pigment. Yes this is what love is.
I wrote this for a creative writing class this winter. I like it and think it's cute
the glass broke through my skin, piercing my heart over and over. the agony brought me to my knees as I carefully removed the shards. the wounds sting, craving relief, from a soothing, cool, light balm. I slowly apply it, closing my eyes as it enters the wounds on my heart, bringing me comfort as I start to heal.