#ooze
Stillness takes time
To ooze through the gaps of meaning
And
Silence
Doesn't come
Until the horses have stopped hurtling towards the
End.
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 11:48 AM UTC
Imagine.
Your gift, your craft, your love,
seeping.
Your fingers become a sanguine
fountain, bubbling and oozing down the drain.
Like your dreams.
Like your craft
The shadows of fear and anxiety wrap around you.
Your paranoia hazing your vision.
Your thoughts becoming drums in your mind
and you feel numb.
Empty.
And you fall on the floor,
your gift in your hand
your fingers are extant
but they feel like nothing but phantoms.
It is then that you know the value of life.
The unpredictability is
the
Grim Reaper...
Unpredictability was nearly the
death of this author.
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 3:38 PM UTC
Oh there’s nothing you can do to turn this day around
The universe is set in black matter
and it’s oozing here consistently
Milady, Mara’s on another rampage
Try to sit down and enjoy
Maybe this rooftop will hold up long enough
to give us a sublime view
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 9:52 PM UTC
Neon light flickers
Moist of April wind bothers
A dog walks by my side
I like the night here
Oozing with anticipation
Quiet and exclusive
Almost like a sanctuary
For me and my shadow
Singing,thinking,expecting that
There might be another apparition approaching
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC