it happens in reverse. first, blue fades out, darkening purple - flash of purple, then infinite deep darkness. second, purple stretches over the horizon; repeat as often as needed.
the hiatus is sporadic. i never know when the next one will occur. some nights will be haunted, the days littered with shadows that never leave. (hint: this happens more often than not) your shadow never knows when to leave and i, i never know your name. one day to another you delight in torment… Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: Hiatus
you scatter sleep in my eyes and pull the blankets up. bring me to sleep or sleep to me though i can't be sure which is which. colour in the nights with dreams or don't but those are the dullest nights. throw day over the world disappear into shadows and return later.
I think the Daily Prompt elves are trying minimalism today? I don't like it. I do, however, like the prompt - I surmise that they are asking for my preference on the places they have listed. First off, forests: I dislike them, because who knows what creepy-crawlies live there. Also, despite the fact that I'm… Continue reading Places