All the good men lie‘twixt fragments of shells and muddy clayin trenches of redwhere vultures do play;their blood runs deepthrough city sewers,over paved roads ,across mountaintops —where the sun smiles bright. As its warmth retreats to night,the receding evening light and hanging vapours of dusk mark the forever dying breaths of the stars beneath the sun.
sitting, sulking subconsciously slithering teeming masses of hatred piling; no requiem for quiet dreams worlds destroyed scattered ashes flying collapsed buildings smattering scorched earth no grass no trees no requiem for quiet dreams psalms sung for fallen gods praises rung for people gone masses held in quiet reflection no burial for the forgotten few no […]
Silver silhouettes surround me Empty hearts so barren uncaring All I need is to just keep moving All I want is to just keep believing No more wishing for childish dreams No more waiting for people to see Vases full of stagnant waters Dessicated roses sighing Petals scattered upon the floor Have no meaning anymore […]
(scrapped concept piece) Anjelica DuValle stood at the corner of Seventh and Monroe, one street-crossing away from campus. It was a pleasant spring morning with temperatures in the high 60s and a playful spring breeze that tousled at budding trees and at Anjelica’s short, bouncy, blonde curls. An attractive pearly-white hairpin shaped like a flower clung […]
“That I can break men only shows how broken I am.”
Adrien sat alone at a console later that day, mostly trying to get the happenings between Ella-Louise and Vernier out of his head. People were nothing but trouble in general. As much as he loved people, that was the truth. He leaned back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling and sighed. Adrien? S spoke directly […]
Ella-Louise vouched for you? S asked rhetorically, more to express his interest to Adrien. As if to grind on Adrien’s nerves, Ella-Louise herself coincidentally turned the corner directly ahead of Adrien, headed straight in his direction. She smiled as soon as she saw him, waving her hand eagerly. And Adrien, of course, instantly dropped all […]
He sits there quiet, just sipping Not a word spoken, just flipping Through pages of gold and brown Leaves angels left lyin’ ’round, Her voice marks the distance ‘tween dawn and dusk; The longing I have to watch the dust Settle ever gently Upon my grave There’re no words to be said ’bout my poetry, […]