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Cherry

pacification of the plastic Gods

Lately,I've just been doling out time in a dilapidation daze, dancing with angels of decay carried by the gentle breeze, a decorous hook tied to a feed-back loop

Split Second

I was sitting alone in my room, looking outside the window. It was raining, I could hear the rain make a small sound against the window, and the tiny drops on it.
Gold cherry

Chimera

Written for a friend on the occassion of a tough decision that left him broken for a little while

Once Rainbow

Always seeing, vision tainted in scarlet, And a mind painted pearl, To a soul, Faded not painted, Not tinted but cold. Bars of your cell not metal but persons, Judgmental and raving,

The Remnant Tear

A rockslide to the spine, A tingle then its numb, A persona once was mine, Now lying deaf and dumb. A hand stretched out, To help, it cries, Into silence fades from doubt. Hopeful illusion,

Painting

I painted a picture today, a perfect one, of you and me. It's so absolutely perfect, I just can't wait for you to see.

Yugen

First, we stop listening to each other; then we stop listening to ourselves. At the same time, we say more and more, but of the wrong thing and without waiting to hear a response.

The swelling

You lay on the grass watching the spring crawl towards you and you claimed back the winter, pushing away swelling flower buds

Why I Write

Possible entry for a scholarship