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Crude SmilesKY is
used as Chap Stick
it will taste of blood
the burn of coffee
is what keeps me awake
sleep is a poison
is the antidote
freckles on floors
and dimples in bricks
are similar to the ones
on your cheeks.
All Hallows Eve Chapter 1FanFiction Pen Name: https://www.fanfiction.net/~meldickinson
What I Write For: Resident Evil
Warnings: AU, language
Genres: Friendship, general, HUMOR
All Hallows Eve
Steve pulled at the broken blinds and watched kids run widely around the street from inside the dark house. October 31st. One night a year children spent running around to strangers' houses to gather delicious treats. But that was old news to Steve. Kid stuff, he and his friends thought of it as (Although, the child inside him was craving the excitement of running to a stranger's door and asking for a handful of sweet deliciousness). Instead, he would spend his Halloween deep inside a basement watching horror movies all night (not in his favorite zombie costume) while stuffing his face with candy he and his friends were told to pass out by their parents to the kids who came knocking on their front door (Where is the fun in that?). He sighed as he let the blinds snap shut and the room was swallowed by dar
The Red TableThere is no wind
As sun glistens through stoic clouds.
Wrappers and pages of torn homework
A place desolate after dark.
It rings in my ears
Years after years
Like an old friend
Who I hugged and whispered,
Dirt has collected on our old spot,
The red surface not cleaned
By my laughter,
Or your smile.
A circle we created of life
Now empty, since
Our lack of presence renders it useless.
Nostalgia coated in water drops
Is enough to say,
I miss you.
Rest in peace.Dive into the deep blue sky and let it take you by the hand to it's secret hiding place beyond the hemisphere, where every piece of love for you is catalogued in shades of burgundy velvet.
Fly freely alongside millions of coloured paper cranes in the highest clouds granting wishes, while I look up at the sky thinking about the endless possibilities surrounding you.
Eat delicious dinner's with your once lost family and friends, as your serenaded by a choir of angels, playing tango at your request; while you sip the finest wine, and hover above the most tranquil of waterfalls.
Dance with the golden sun rays, teach them your steps as you sway with the highest trees inviting them to sing a refreshing breeze; hypnotising the world for hours at a time.
Then when you're done––
Drape yourself on the crested moon, with eternity as your blanket.
Rest peacefully, amongst the white sparkling hopes of a billion lost souls.
When I imagine you... I imagine you like this.
© Rocio Beli
The ScientistShe is a scientist
with the universe between her lips
spilling from her sparking tongue --
her kiss is a catalyst
and I taste
the expanse of the galaxy
as I ache
to swallow the starlight
gleaming inside her red, nebula heart.
She is the aurora,
curling 'round my body
in the glow of celestial storms
by the undulation of her hips,
in flaming streams
amidst the atmosphere of my everything
and there is no denying
her glorious gravity.
My body bends,
a flaming supernova
by her shooting star eyes
that can consume
the entirety of my infinity
with a single glance,
soft mahogany spirals
like the streamers of comet beams
and I reach
to feel the warmth of heaven light.
She is a scientist...
with fingertips tracing
the borders of delirium
and she is the sun
that cradles me
as I spin in stuttered revolutions
'round her nexus,
inside her perfect silhouette cosmos,
where I long to burn,
a single star
pinned to her stratosphere,
a silver sparkle
Life At Every CornerAs a space clears for life
in search of another adventure,
life reappears over ancient ashes
as if reincarnating for the sole purpose of filling
When America discovered that there was more land to expand,
I encourage you to go find me a corner,
small or big,
in which life doesn't inhibit.
I zoomed into landscapes of unfamiliar places,
Baffled at this scale,
hoping to understand it,
and more so accept it.
And so my eyes spoke forbidden truth,
and it was that Space,
is made for something.
A bigger house is an open invitation
a smaller house is an overflowing home.
And so, i find myself with light bulbs enlighting over my head,
sharp and crisp cutting through my ignorance,
that my home was was not made for only me,
but an invitation to many.
The longer the space,
the bigger the spaces between us,
through these long hallways and closed rooms.
All i hear is a collision of life,
that i once thought wasn't supposed to exist,
but now i under
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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