How does it feel Every time Someone (who knows who these days) Sticks a DINOSAUR Head on Your body And points and laughs How does it feel Every time Someone (if only they knew) Makes Your skin dead splotchy gray mottled green nasty- lifeless- diseased covered in worms? Digs You up out of the grave You’re (thankfully) Not in anymore And hangs You up in all Your “zombie horror” To be gazed at in awe By all the pop-culture-junkies Who think they’re too good for You just for kicks. do they see how it hurts You ? H...
I sit down to write.
I look
Look
Look
Blank page wins.
My brain just blinked
Off.
My pilot light is still on
So my Pilot must be near.
I still can't hear
But that's my fault, I know.
Although, sometimes I wish You were a bit more straightforward.
Contrive Salvation, says the Lord
And rescue all My house aboard
Until I my objective meet-
Sanctification: incomplete.Contrive Salvation, if you please
And render to the mouse his cheese
And to the Tanniyn, veggie meats;
For now, like ox and calf he eats.Contrive Salvation, noble charge
And you shall yet complete this barge;
One hundred years and more to go-
Yet I'll be with you, even so. His Voice has not brightened my ears
in years.
I am not misguided;
Only yearning
for patience
Above
my learning.I am weary.
I go on.Her voice wraps 'round my head:
"To bed."
Nothing shall detain.
This holy work
is something I
Cannot
Will ...
Chew.
Chew.
Chew.
gulp.
Down.
Bite.
Rrrrrip-yank.
Chew.
Chew.
Che..?He froze. Not-good sounds again. Must move on.☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼Placidly, he reached down to drink from the glistening pool, his giant tongue idly ladling gallons of water into his gorge. Until a familiar scent came wafting towards him and-Must go. Not safe.He started to back up when their eyes met.☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼☼She watched him, idly sucking her finger. Her large doe eyes observed him blindly, almost with boredom. The picnic her parents had staged wasn't nearly as exciting as that beautiful butterfly that alighted on the...
Yes Lord, I should like to rest for a while,
After leaving Egypt with all her guile.
War horses and chariots now long gone,
No longer a prince, no longer a pawn.Yes Lord, I should like to rest for a time,
After running for decades from my crime.
Yet you desired that I leave my small flock
To retrieve Yours, and bring them to the Rock.Yes Lord, I should like to rest for an age,
And here, ever after, not be called sage.
For all I tell them, their necks are so stiff,
It's enough to make one jump off a cliff!Broken tablets are all they have to show
For their pilgrimage, and twice pain and woe!
Listen well, said I, listen and obey,
I take leave...
Sleep
A daring dance for two
That should only be one
Entity crowded in by so many
Dreams
Thoughts
Desires
Ooh
CAT VIDEO
I must watch
Another
And
Another and Shhh darling girl, go to sleep No not time yet
I want more
Internet
Fun stuff
Interesting
Ooh
CHRISTIAN WEBSITE
Never seen before
I must read
One story
After
Another
And another
And Sweetheart, my child, go to bed. but it's about You this time! Even the best can be used for the worst. But NO. To bed. but Child. Please. But it's not that 12:00 12:00 12:01 late.
I do not believe that there is a place beneath the Earth that is home to eternal torture,
I believe that each of us are the vessels of doing evil rather than good.
We all have Black Hearts.
The wolf in sheep's clothing is jet black.
Our very soul is the Underworld; our cave of self-pleasure,
Our spiritual crypt.Humanity had always walked in the Dark Ages; denying oneself to being sinful creatures.
We are like demons, riding on black horses across the black field;
And the goal of these Dark Vikings?
To set themselves free from suffering and eat that Bitter Fruit for only their stomachs.
Most of us have devolved back unto like sea monsters;
...
I breathe and yet
Life is void in me.
Though when God breathes me
Upon you is life eternal.
Life from me, and yet
Im affiliated with death,
Destruction,
Within the slightest mention of my name.
By me are the weak members of men
Tried true, pure and brutal like a metal.
Men made brilliant, reflecting
The face of a God who guides in the wilderness
By me.I am Fire.And lo
Though I and my antipodean water
can not be contained in one unit of men,
Behold,
And wonder, that God Himself
Holds the two in his right hand,
And in his rib.
That only by the extramundane affliction
Of love from the Holy One
Are the corporeal forms of men
Made whole, and ...
Still Doll - Theme o9: Free by Yumiko12345, literature
Literature
Still Doll - Theme o9: Free
Light comes to my face.I see color and life.I look back at my sad prison.The clear glass window that I always gazed out of.My eyes turn to the sun who greets me with a smile.I smile to myself and hold Alice close.I am free .
I am the first
To have smelt this sweet earth;
The first to have brushed past
Laurels
Branches
Waving before a queen at noontide.
To hear
Chimes
Bells
Choirs who murmur, burble, sigh,
Whisper loveliness and clothe me in peace.
I am the first to stand upon the great expanse and
Feel.I have lied.
I am no queen
And this path was trod
By One who came before me
And many others after Him.
I am not He.
.A lonesome crane stands.
Whitish blue, brackish waters,
Steps as silkily as the oily tide beneath.Soft, softly.
The grindings of Time beneath my feet.
Mustn't shake him, or he'llFly
Billowing cloth loosed from some great Lord's sho...