Digression when progression is by berniewall, literature
Literature
Digression when progression is
Predestination in these lines of indecision
Gracing the pages with predictable avenues
And this time is saved wholly for this purpose
To remain sleeping during the volcanic projection
The lovely marker board will glisten
And tragedies will lightly appear
I only notice the drool that forms
On my nice kindergarten mat
This next evening is spent with relaxing intervals
Fabrication wouldn't even compliment my listeners
A permanent hiatus from the troublesome world
Who really cares about the little boy dying anyways?
Alienation while the teeth start gnashing
In seven different places,
But just a touch of peppered pleasure
To keep m
You could smell the cheap Liz Claiborne replica
Perfume; still on the air
Leftover thoughts; remembering those requirements
We spoke with such confidence
Back then.
You danced with the shifting memory
To keep remembering
But nevertheless the song ended
You should have kept dancing.
I would have.
2 Cups of Milk and decaf...... by berniewall, literature
Literature
2 Cups of Milk and decaf......
2 cups of milk and a decaf cappuccino
We gazed across the café
She would turn away
I would still stare
Watching her sip milk
My date left with a sigh
And a cup of cappuccino on my lap
Ouch
She came and sat down
Offered me a brown paper napkin
I blushed and looked down
She said her name
I said mine
Lisa
Bob
The pain was apparent
Another ruined night
My darn wandering eyes
Two cups of milk on my lap
So you put on your mask again
And parade around the day
To be something not even time could mend
And still each time I pray
That the mask will stay
But every mask must come off
Thus the sickness makes me cough
The disease is spreading i see it in the air
It will get me too if I don\'t take care
(I feel it now) its grasping at my soul
To leave me faceless is its goal
How long till I have to wear a mask?
A question only time can ask
But all I know is this great disease
Is getting everyone with ease
And I watch those I love the most
Faces become a memory
..........a ghost
Dreaming so lucidly
Of a past brought to my attention
O how when we were young
Our dreams flourished with such creativity
Our thoughts were never hindered by impossibilities
Our incandescent actions led us to that beautiful place
Where our dreams shones so brightly
And our thoughts never wavered
Now it seems there is nothing left to dream
But what has already been dreamt
Nothing left to hope for
But the ressurection of the past
So take this one last dream
For it is all that I have left
Bury it in the ground
And together we'll watch it grow
Thoughts of segregation
Minds devided
This process lacks quality
Yet we return
Struggling in these secretions of equality
Lost in a vast ocean of predudice
Searching for probalistic land
There seems to be none
dark and beautiful by aphoristicstatic, literature
Literature
dark and beautiful
the dark illumination,
a faceless lover.
completely flavorless,
all black and white.
flashes of beauty,
a butterfly of wonder,
I smile and realize,
I see it all,
when my eyes are closed...
Im swimming in an ocean of vibrations
and the waves are crashing over me
and the stars are ringing through my pours
No one else seems to see
I've just encountered solipsism
and I'm stuck inside this vessel
and my soul is screaming loudly
No one else can tell
I've just learned that love is an impulse
and what I thought was real is gone
and what I thought I could feel
will die within this song.
THE PERIMETER by Wayne Abraham
Graveyard shift... at first, I felt no one could really appreciate the name until they had worked the shift. But now that I've adjusted, the early morning hours pass like quiet old friends.
01:25 hours -- thirty-five minutes 'till "lunch." So I can fill it as soon as I return, I take the cup off of my Thermos of hot chocolate. And I set microwave dish of spaghetti on the table so it's ready to pick up and heat, putting the slices of garlic bread and the apple next to it. It is time for my next security round to begin.
All black; that's the company uniform!
Hey, guys. I've made a new accout. I have a lot of extra baggage on this account, and I just wanted to start over. Anyways the new account is BernadetteWall.
Hello.
I hate being unsubscribed. I haven't been very active lately. I'm sorry for that. I will though in awhile. I just need some time. No, this doesn't mean i'm breaking up with you it means I need some breathing space. Hehe good times.