Dull. Glassy. Empty. Mine. // Yours. They light up like the spotlights were at my first speech. Bright and blinding. I stand stark naked in my graduation robe. *twinkle* They shine like the fairy lights I bought as a thirteen year old. *flash* They spark like daddy's eyes before a lashing. *water* They wobble like … Continue reading Put the mirrors back
Our fires light the land, we run ablaze. Combat the coming darkness, FIGHT the coming blue. We are small/we may be tiny. But until we fall, we will stand tall. We will not cower, hide or run for cover Resistance is futile, we are wise to know. All that's left to accomplish is elegance in … Continue reading Roiling Storm
then the priest he tried to snap its neck. got five other men to have it on its back. laid spreadeagled on the cold stone table. Its hapless baa-ing touches no heart. "oh Lord, bless us! Here, we have you an offering!" "meayyyh...meayyyh..." sound Its last bleats (even) the Lamb mocks your innocence, … Continue reading Mary had a little lamb
Enervation of the soul eternal post-sale to the blooded Devil Languish in the sulfuric languor of hell as God sits on his bleached throne It has been stained no less than the one in hell but it’s shinier, and cleaner Is the only difference the janitors?