flagging energy - drifting eyelids, can't be a robot all the time. mind going clear, blank - slate wiped clean of thought, fallen asleep before dawn. chaotic mind, just this once at peace - calm, quiet; madness will return.
widdershins, came the voice from behind me, somewhere to my right. i stirred, raising my head, murmuring the incantation slower than before. turn to the voice, i could not. i could not look to her, gage a reaction or try to read her expression. she was coaching me, this elixir normally beyond my skills. it had… Continue reading elixir (300)
i chase you. you tempt me summon me driving me mad with your absence. (i don't notice your presence) i chase you further seeking the presence i never notice. (take me with you bring me back) you are flighty, impulsive ruled by mischief. i imagine a sprite toying with lesser humans - or a vindictive… Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: The Temptress
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.
It's a Wednesday, which means I'm feeling a bit like this quote. You know how some days are just slow going, a bit lazy, a bit of Zeno's motion paradox? It's been like that today, what with the interview-that-wasn't, and so... I don't know. It's midweek and I'm still waiting to hear from two people… Continue reading Word Crush Wednesday: Robert Frost
darkness is warm now my breath evens out as i slip back into sleep.
you're here even when you're not. tall dark shadow or a somber pale ghost, beckoning me. draw my attention to you entranced, i can't get away. and you're here, there or wait, maybe there or here. either way i remain trapped stuck fast by your scrutiny. and so it goes that sleep should be my… Continue reading the haunting