you need to tell them.
Do it now.
THIS IS THE SIGN
YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.


The Witching HourIt was nigh the witching hour I conversed with vampires and incubi, swapping yarn and incantations, whilst Cerberus slept fitfully, his centerhead purring opoponax and red letters.The Witching Hour
I was imbued with
those letters; passions ancient and primal. They slid like honey through his teeth to make my eyelids heavy with forsaken defenses.
As shadows crawled to take his place beside my own white limbs I trembled, knowing too soon, he would leave with me only liquid muscles, jagged, thr


Daybreak Was Singing,moon dust and star rocks... ...or was it, Selene dipping her fingers into the surface of the sky, searching for Endymion...Daybreak Was Singing,
And would he grasp her wrist in passing (I wonder), with snow on the apples
of my scalding red cheeks
I cannot stare down the oceans they swallow me up, secret away lead into my limbs (helpless against the tide)
Hiding behind these sparkles
of gross temporal wordage, is the sincerest of desires that some night, you'll want to carry my name in your pocket
m


45 Feet Per Second(Indiana was nearly upon me, covering 45 feet per second)45 Feet Per Second
I held my breath for the Devil's chariot, (that glossy, black beetle of a machine) waiting for its rubber hooves to make of me a dark patch in the asphalt to press my bones into sand.
So deep was the persecution in its speed, the contempt in its glare brushed my guts with timidity hushed my brassy Southern mouth --BUT FOR A FLASH!--
Because the Devil doesn't scare me anymore.


His Softness PuncturedSo I had this crazy dream about the Devil and he was sorry for keeping me awake for the whole month of June. He threw himself on his face and wept like a woman but I have nothing to give him, so I walked along his prostrate form, my heels eating up the way his softness punctured beneath my weightHis Softness Punctured
and walked away.
I did not look back.
I'm glad that someone
else appreciates the all
the humor in that one little dog.
--
-smelldepitts
-Le Sprite
i really like your writings... ur very talented ^.^
--
~Life was meant to be lived. Live it. Living is what happens as life goes by. Indulge, play, make mistakes, learn, grow, rinse, repeat. Do your thing and don't be afraid to stand out.~
My heart and soul are split:
NJ/CA
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