Never Be

The greatest thing that may never be Relentlessly seems to torture me The sound of the subtle sigh in her breath The lack thereof, more grave than death Her look so bright and her angelic touch Will haunt me forever,...

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tease

i sit here by the shore now alone and ever so sore i have no love, for me to proclaim feelings of loneliness, i cannot tame watching the waves clash with the sand i’ll never get to kiss her or...

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hive excerpt: the first

….Much akin to a child on Christmas morning this woman disrobes me with feverish excitement as I drape her body with kisses. As we begin to play her final game I leave no area untouched by my lips. Playful scratches,...

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Cooking: Doc’s Tasty Cakes

Nothing says wake up like a wonderful voicemail from Doc Brown. I was awoken by this whimsical voicemail which prompted me to not only put it up but also make a batch of his tasty cakes. See if you can...

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freedom

don’t you feel the churning of the soul within me burning of my mind beginning to boil soon i’ll be one with the soil ’cause of sins they’ve taken toll right upon my curs’ed soul i set sail upon the...

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confusion

I am everywhere and nowhere, looking flushed and worried. I look at all which is too much, too painful, and I look at nothing ever there. Mysteries said by a fool, the spice of love. This mystery of knowing what...

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home

Lying in this darkness with my breath escaped thinking of my life lover, as now I am draped love and life hath now left me to wither away as maggots grow within, I will to stay I hear no harps...

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he and I

He left home as soon as he could, and took the easy way out. He would tell you he needed to. I would tell you he was afraid. He left hoping to fight, hoping for purpose. He would tell you...

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sound check

tick tock of the watch pushes me, watches me flip flop of my shoes taking me, shooing me ha ha of the crowd holding me, crowding me sniff sniff of my nose reminding me, stopping me drip drip of my...

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hive excerpt: walking

….As I stand upon the cold concrete sidewalk, and stare down the boulevard I take in the neon lights and the dwindling crowds. Only the brave, the lovers, and the workers are left strewn across the canvas of the cityscape....

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