Chapter 132: "SCAB!!!!!!!!"

Walking in the rain; Busy days at work; Why does your body reject things?; What do we mean by "i love you;" Can you be in love with two people at once?; Corey and the man with the car; The Awesome Cat couple from the Lightrail (you know who you are!!!!!!); Watching a guy get arrested; Going to learn to ride a bicycle; "Naked and Afraid;" Almost becoming a "Heather;" My reading of "The Strain;" Sleep apnea; Switching work schedules; The scab; My shout out to Andre Halfide; “Gingersnap Press”, who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/GingersnapPress; “Luladark Jewels”, who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/LuladarkJewels, (Check out this awesome piece: luladark.blogspot.com.es/2012/08/collar-calavera-de-plata-y-cuarzo.html), www.luladark.com and luladark76@hotmail.com; “Lovely Creature”, who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/LovelyCreatureShop (and a a 10% discount code: MOT10); "Rustic Goth", who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/RusticGoth and https://www.etsy.com/shop/FairytalezNFantasiez; "Notions of the Damned" with Jimmy Reed and Reading from "Like the universe gasping for air;" Much love to you and yours; Bye For Now!!!!!!!!

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number

Decay

How the pestilence

begins

before the meat

goes sour and cold

how we drown.

Grieve

Day

how warm

the end

like

rushing silk

and you say

how sorry 

everyone feels

hot pain

Alone

Nestled down

the curvature

of her spine

calling her

absent hands

caught in 

the dark

underneath

layers of blankets

the night calls

crying

a wrong number

called

in the middle 

of the night

with no

answer

Sympathy

They press

past shadows

that drift

in short waves

how sad

their endless faces

misery

that yearns

for a tender

touch

Forever

The glen calls

sweet nectar

honey from the vine

We do invite

Banshee

How silent

the ringing beasts

that call

with force

through

the woods

precious ears

do hear

their final

calls

Peace

When the world

grows quiet

Freedom

wakes up

Chapter 131: 3 A.M. in the summer lightning and rain

A "normal" life; dreams; a musician on the light rail; a baby lizard; my excellent nose; getting awesome compliments from my boss; I never listen to my grandmother; Batman; Getting my hair cut; Manga; Adding color to "Yours, Truly;" Wishes and dreams; entering contests and submissions; Haunted houses with Heather Kramb who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/maddielisee; Richard Liebmann from “Pure Evil Expressions” which you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/PureEvilExpressions, https://www.facebook.com/PureEvilExpressions, and PureEvilExpressions@yahoo.com; Eric from "IMOTIME" which you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/IMOTIME; Frances Kilbane from "BearBreeze" who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/BearBreeze; Lucy Atashsokhan from "VeeAccessories" which you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/VeeAccessories; Stephen Poon from "OutNerdMe" which you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/OutNerdMe and  www.facebook.com/outnerdme; Bek from "bekswhoknits" who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/bekswhoknits; Jimmy Reed's "Notions of the Damned;" Reading from "Like the Universe Gasping for Air;" Thank you for your patience....I love you all!!!!!!  :)

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Burp.

Jackson
I will miss him
beyond the words
of my own heart

Will
kick the dead
wipe their tears
molded by grief
the large brims
of black hats
caught in the sun
escaping wild
and free
from a
courageous
life.

Dune
Bury the beast
that lives split
deep in
the sand
suffer
the consequences

Stare
Powerful love
how determined
to keep
the happy pure
and free
from harm
cannot help
but
be kind.

Unknown
Your soul
if there is
a soul
if there can
and if there is
a place for a soul
where souls are born
and harvested
until they are
deposited
your soul
sparkles in
the eye of
the sun
and of
mysteries.

Halloween
It's not
It's never
a question
of how to
or when to
it's the relative
answer
that sends fear
down the bravest
of spines.

Decay
Press scarlet
all cloudy
into a smile
brimming with fear.

Next weekend....:)

MOT (Myriads of Thought) taking this weekend off....will be back next weekend with tons of new stuff and an extra long show.....:)....:)

Linger.

Letters

The flick

of the screen

patterns on mist

of lovely things

quite usable

over the course

of years gone by

what we adore

becomes forgotten

and all those words

things of the past

The Path

Old man

how I love him

he will

be missed

Trust

Hey!

It's alright

White picket fences

with tall green 

grass

forgotten memories

it's so foggy

where he might be

some clear indication

an all knowing sign

from the curious streams

of continuous thought

tighter and tighter

it goes

before the balloon 

breaks

Picture

I stay

seated at

an empty table

the rushing water

taking over

pushing chairs

and plates

I am full.

Destiny

There is a place

drifting seas

of wondrous time

how happy hands lead

keep sharp

young one

Madness

Clumsy

stall backwards

rushed by

the wind

a furious 

disease.

Journal

The red string

caught lovingly

holding place

between the fabrics

of this world

and the next

while I drift

into dream