Melange 3

lost sock basket

Enough

Tom looked at his watch. 9.14am.

My soul is teething for your love

“When will you adopt my heart? Like a child in its cradle. I am like a green flower plucked”. Drying on an evening’s vigil: “My soul is teething for your love,

Wishing

Wishing The thought of seeing the future The flow is relentless The words are unbearable The speech is uncontained You strike before you listen You hurt because you fear

leggings skin@60+com

"Do they ever come around and talk to you face to face?"

leggings skin@60+com

"Do they ever come around and talk to you face to face?"
Cherry

Out in the sticks

The kitchen clock says 8:11. Leaving my breakfast tray, I go and stand at the back door, a school bell in my hand.

Breakdown

Breakdown

iHell Prolouge

Lucifer discovers that Hell is broke.

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