Dust Bowl Dance

If I opened up your mind like a book, peeling back the layers, To disclose the real you, that has been submerged under a Tower of uncertainly, growing stronger, each passing day,
Cherry

You Cost Me My Summer

fuck the tories and fuck the tories again...

Another Treasured Dear Diary Memory

More entries to dear diary.
Cherry

Trying to change the world in an afternoon.

It had more than I ever could have; invisibility, freedom. The chance to just leap into the air on an updraft of wind and soar away into the blue abyss, never to be seen again.
Cherry

Escape

Say your father and mother come home one night, and they are particularly drunk; so they neglect to censor their opinions of each other. And you shield your little brothers ears
Cherry

Strange Places (IP)

Her mother seeks her out – but not in her bed, for she seldom sleeps there...

Secrets

How the sun in my eyes Blinds me from the truth Shades as big as bug eyes Leave me in the dark Every tiny glint of light Pinpricks in the shadows Leaves me breathless and hoping

Peter Pan hits maturity

He outstretched his palms, in delightful anticipation, the sea swallows song gains momentum, As they circled the fluctuating tide, he did not know himself in the watery reflection,

The Greyhound

Dream, hare, run Awake Man comes, scent on the air Into the yard Shout, kick, shout, swear Ears flat, tail tucked in I lie flat, flat, flat Pack leader shouts, man kicks hard

Flash Farto Retuns!

How many thrills can one man create?

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