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  • #41
    That boy who I love most found a bone in the forest.
    They took it home and it sat on their shelf.
    by Mortal 7 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 17 11:30 AM
  • #40
    Bugs fleck my vision.
    Everywhere and nowhere.
    by Mortal 4 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 17 11:26 AM
  • Mortar Board (reserve)
    by Mortal 1 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 10 1:15 PM
  • #39
    The empty thrive on the highest rocks in the darkest night.
    Their heads touching the bare boned clouds
    by Mortal 6 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 7 11:01 PM
  • #38
    What twisted tales these humans lead.
    They think themselves moral.
    by Mortal 8 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 29 9:18 PM
  • #37
    The field is wide and circular,
    and the kids are running and playing.
    by Mortal 10 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 18 6:53 PM
  • #36
    The petals lay here,
    scattered, fallen.
    by Mortal 13 lines, on Jul 17 3:23 PM
  • #35
    And the birds and the bees fall,
    One, two, three,
    by Mortal 12 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 1 10:05 PM
  • #34
    He's swinging the rope,
    that knell the bells,
    by Mortal 22 lines, 1 comment, on May 21 9:46 PM
  • #33
    These lines are erasing as write them.
    And I'm trying hard not to forget them,
    by Mortal 13 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 26 9:32 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #32
    These days float by,
    like dandelions.
    by Mortal 3 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 26 4:17 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #31
    Spending all your prayers on kisses from chapped lips.
    Wouldn't they be better spent on
    by Mortal 13 lines, on Apr 26 4:02 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #30
    I am putty in your hands,
    and putty on the floor.
    by Mortal 6 lines, on Apr 21 9:45 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #29
    So I fall into the dust.
    And the dust I become.
    by Mortal 4 lines, on Apr 21 9:40 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #28
    The girl with the silver bangles
    and the silver eyes
    by Mortal 4 lines, on Apr 18 8:45 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #27
    The pulsing of my skull matches the ticking of the clock and the rushing of my blood.
    Yes.
    by Mortal 6 lines, on Apr 17 12:28 AM. In NaPoMo
  • #26
    White on black,
    glass on pavement.
    by Mortal 6 lines, on Apr 15 9:48 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #25
    Before the days of snow and sleet
    we lived in weeks of wind and heat,
    by Mortal 35 lines, on Apr 13 9:52 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #24
    I am based around resistance.
    resistance he dissolves.
    by Mortal 14 lines, on Apr 12 5:32 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #23 ( The Boy on the Brink)
    And his tears turn to dust from the wind in his face.
    Feet planted, eyes closed, arms raised just in case.
    by Mortal 15 lines, 5 comments, on Apr 12 5:26 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #22
    Naked.
    My curves echo the sounds of your breaths.
    by Mortal 10 lines, on Apr 12 5:21 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #21
    Breather in, breathe out
    open, close
    by Mortal 4 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 12 12:37 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #20
    Play fortune teller as much as you want
    Roll the dice, and lay the cards.
    by Mortal 7 lines, on Apr 11 6:16 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #19
    I lie
    with naked body
    by Mortal 13 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 8 9:34 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #18
    I have a friend who's always with me.
    Always waiting in the wings.
    by Mortal 10 lines, on Apr 7 12:18 AM. In NaPoMo
  • #17
    helped along by "Not a Formula" By Typical Aberrance.
    by Mortal 11 lines, on Apr 6 7:13 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #16
    The Moonlight becomes you.
    ( It sets you in relief)
    by Mortal 15 lines, on Apr 6 6:59 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #15
    my heads temples of time,
    throb in sync
    by Mortal 4 lines, on Apr 3 9:50 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #14
    Cold skin kisses warm lips.
    hard hand trace soft hips.
    by Mortal 12 lines, on Apr 3 9:47 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #13
    I dreamed of a world,
    without a need for constant communication.
    by Mortal 12 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 1 7:32 PM. In NaPoMo
  • #12
    In a dream I saw a dog die,
    killed by his masters servant.
    by Mortal 8 lines, 1 comment, on Mar 30 9:49 AM
  • #11
    This ringing in my ears,
    is all that's real.
    by Mortal 7 lines, on Mar 30 9:44 AM
  • #10
    Pale skin against paper,
    and ink that glows like eyes.
    by Mortal 34 lines, 7 comments, on Jan 28 9:01 PM
  • #5
    I haven't written in MONTHS.
    It's only because I love BlackKnight and Night-Owl so much that I decided to do this. Be harsh i deserve it.
    by Mortal 8 lines, 12 comments, on Jan 22 8:22 PM
  • #1
    burning clouds carry stories from another fire in another town.
    -My lips are tingling...
    by Mortal 22 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 22 8:13 PM
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