blackbird91

blackbird91
blackbird91
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evidence
As if sheltered by the flames, page after page curls inwards. Destruction turns into peace.
couch
Sit and decay. Fabric patterns linger onto flesh, the scent of unknown things imbedded deep inside. Hair sticks to surface.
trade
Merchants gather on sandy plains, wind whistles through one ear & out the other. Tobacco & fine spices fill the air, as travelers gayly meander.
hover
Lightly lifted, fingers barely brushing high grass. Sweet smells of the earth float up through nostrils, wet ground turns.
bars
Sultry smile behind swirling smoke, drunken laughter echoing off the walls of my skull. Ale swished eagerly through lips, eyes glaze.
insect
Crawling, clicking joints furiously to reach destination. Sliding in mud as giant drops of water crash down around its body.
sponge
Leaning over the rail, awkwardly lips fumble for straw.
secretary
Red lipstick dragged over heavy lips, thin hair pinned up & in place. Telephone ringing, nails being filed.
destruction
Outright destruction, is it too late to give a fuck? Don't stress it, don't push it along. Just let it roll over you. Consumption.
force
Unconsensual, determination, gritted teeth, unmentionable. Tearing inwards, never ending. These are nightmares, these are dark times.
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writing since 2011 · 19 entries · 17 days shown up
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on this day 15 years ago
Meggie wrote about force
“Unconsensual, determination, gritted teeth, unmentionable. Tearing inwards, never ending. These are nightmares, these are dark times.”
the words Meggie reaches for
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