No man or woman born, coward or brave, can shun his destiny. Homer, The Iliad ⋅ ⋅ The wrath of the Gods, perhaps the end of times, raged outside the window, each clap of thunder rattled the glass panes in their sturdy frames. Unbearably, the air is full of electricity, it freezes my spine and steals […]Read Post ›
Within the hour I will know If my dream is real or not. To hold you close, to feel you, I never want to let you go. Deep in my heart that grows Knowing that our love is real. … But I fear and worry so that our love will end and you’ll go. Tears, […]Read Post ›
Who am I But one of many Those who vie for thy attentions Sweet as molten honey Rich thy lips must be I pine for just the slightest brushing The tiniest sparkle of thy bejewelled gaze Radiating love as thy loving hands Enclose my tortured throat Eyes collide Toujours, mon cœur I die Matt Farnsworth […]Read Post ›
Listen · Don’t talk to me like you know You don’t know anything Not about me. Not about my life. And not about then. · Don’t beg me to speak And then admonish my tale Asking inane and stupid questions Whose answers still terrify · Still, you claim you understand In a manner most haughty […]Read Post ›
He had said he’d wanted to “keep” me…that much I remembered but this was not what I had in mind. The dingy floor is so clean I can see my reflection, and the stench of ammonia is almost nauseating as I try to sit up and take in my surroundings. The freshly painted walls are […]Read Post ›
Deep in the cold air of night I long to live, I long to fight Fight we must for the justice that is right Stand we must, for the Kings and Queens Our honor to them, our Savior we trust Together we stand, sword in our hand, Ready to strike, for Odin we war Our […]Read Post ›
“C’mon….it’ll be fun,” she said, with a smirk,” Or are you afraid to?” Fuck. She knows me too well. I HATE that, and she uses it to her every advantage. I glare at her from beneath my lashes, knowing she was right and damned if I can admit it. “Fuck off Snarla. I’m choosing to […]Read Post ›
I walked out the door of “Un esprit sale” into the misty darkness that waited under the broken neon signs and faded street lights out front. “Un esprit sale” (A dirty mind) was packed tonight with the usual dregs of society that obviously would flock to an establishment so astutely named. Hookers, bangers, lowlifes and […]Read Post ›
I find myself alone in a pub mid-day, alone as is the norm these days. It is packed full with all walks of life, all jovial and downing ale in the heat of the day. I’ve been alone as I travelled for my job, with little time to maintain a relationship, let alone find a […]Read Post ›
My finger traced the single tear rolling down your cheek I brought it to my mouth for a taste…so salty…and smiled You struggle so relentlessly but there is no way out You thought you were the most evil being but you were wrong I am so much more I kill indiscriminately but once in a […]Read Post ›
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