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Scooping up some of the soft moonlight
I tenderly lay it over your fevered eyes
to soothe the dizzying gold and green spirals
spinning in restless circles
I’ll weave you a blanket from the gentle night sky
and adorn it with softly flickering stars
to protect you from the biting winds
that howl through your heavy mind
I’ll light a delicate candle
and with my own two hands
I’ll grip the shadow demons
that dart towards your sleeping head
and I’ll burn them to ash
that disintegrate into nothing
(I’ll protect you, My Love
I’ll keep you from harm)
I tenderly lay it over your fevered eyes
to soothe the dizzying gold and green spirals
spinning in restless circles
I’ll weave you a blanket from the gentle night sky
and adorn it with softly flickering stars
to protect you from the biting winds
that howl through your heavy mind
I’ll light a delicate candle
and with my own two hands
I’ll grip the shadow demons
that dart towards your sleeping head
and I’ll burn them to ash
that disintegrate into nothing
(I’ll protect you, My Love
I’ll keep you from harm)
Literature
III.
her name was Atlantis; her doctor
said she drowned herself
in an ocean of sadness
by downing the bottle
of salt-water on
the bedside table.
(i think she was only lost, Sir,
i think she was just trying to
find her way back home.)
Literature
6 word stories
I. Like snow,
She was falling - white and cold.
II. Every other day,
Red lights - she sighs - shines down.
III. While he sleeps peacefully,
Eyeballs glow, secretly, under the bed.
IV. Bedsheets
Ripple like waves on the lonely bed.
V. Our kittens,
Nasty little things, purring away the afternoon.
VI. Middle-age.
Dainty hands, watch as wrinkles come.
VII.
Young faces, autumn grass, counting stars.
Literature
-
i fade with
stilted shots, the audience
waits for me. choking. oh god
how could this happen
with my throat
twisted up
and my head bound tight
in ropes i'm not sure i want to
untie? snap my brittle
wrists. i'm losing again,
numbers scaling down to a
place i should not be.
a parasite is swallowing
my energy. tests are negative.
i breathe.
--
just as i drift
into
pale, fading sleep,
his fingernails
claw through
the
material of
my skull.
i don't know who he is but i remember
the wooden floor beneath me
the length of my hair
catching under my back
as i struggle
and
how it felt when he
left me on the floor,
limp
tear stre
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Wednesday, 6 January 2016 (00:54)
My boyfriend woke up one night after nightmares.. I felt powerless and fiercely protective.. so I wrote him this..
My boyfriend woke up one night after nightmares.. I felt powerless and fiercely protective.. so I wrote him this..
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