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faces of purple, blue fill my vision
and then I’m staring
down the neck of a toilet

its water: so clear, unperturbed
it sits and waves… 96 more words


Seasonal Affective Disorder

There’s this feeling inside me that can’t escape.

It’s keeping me up at night, drifting me out of my unconsciousness.

It makes me want to open my blinds instead of hiding under my bed. 240 more words


Bull Sheet

Submitted by Thespiritkeepers

Life on paper
Writing on bull sheet
Living a lie



I smell the rose

Soft red velvet


When you came from behind

And slid it across my shoulderline

Its comforting scent

Smoldering me with love evidence… 66 more words


To Ivor Gurney's poem The Mother and the world

Ah but it is a vast subject is it not
For how many has the beloved earth
To her breast now clasped
And that since time first saw… 218 more words


Viscount Rupert Blocky Serial

page 13

hampers until last. Three trips each saw almost all things safely loaded into the trailer. ‘Collect the dishes and pack them into the hampers.’ 217 more words


Making Peace

Heart hurts but that’s okay
I don’t think I’d have it any other way

Because now I can feel it
Track what it does
Learn from it… 152 more words