Is it distraction that you need?
Screens blocking 360 views
Drawing you in like prey
When was it last your neck wasn’t bent
Your eyes glazed and your mind open?
Is it distraction that you need?
Screens blocking 360 views
Drawing you in like prey
When was it last your neck wasn’t bent
Your eyes glazed and your mind open?
She stirred restlessly
Resentful of the morning rays
Shining on her face
The spine cracks loudly
Pages fly away like leaves
Ideas fall to shore
The ultimatum
cut into her deeply, but
she bled bright diamonds
The bitter taste of
defeat clung to his split tongue
and purged his insides
Moving swiftly through
the water, she shimmered light
Beads danced on her skin
Caught in between what
is the immediacy
of the clock struck still
A dreary August
Morning makes for a somber
Day of willful spite
Don’t know what to write
But practice makes perfect so–
This is what I’ll do
When will it be time?
When will the dark hour summon
Death’s black chariot?