Amputations

This is imported from one of my posts on AMPUTATIONS. It’s a really good place for you to improve your writing, role playing and such. You should check it out sometime; it really helps. The people over there are nice, so the environment is really light and calm.

Esoterism

of dreams and reality
i crave fantasy
the world of my mind
the world in my head
is much more hospitable
and much less violent
and brutal
i pray that i someday
somehow be spirited away
to another place
under another sun
when the moon wakes
i pray to her
because we are sisters
esoteric in nature and life
and who best to understand
my every wish
but my own flesh and dreams?

Bullets, train of thought

As I sit there, feigning sleep,
I notice you, taking your place to my left.
Though I’m pretty sure you don’t notice me.
Just another face in the crowd.
And for some reason I can’t explain,
I feel like reaching out and touching you.
And this urge is very had to resist.
My entire body quakes in anticipation
Of a gesture I never plan on realizing.

My skin crawls with a touch that never was.
My neck arches with a shudder from an imagined breath
I could not recreate this feeling, fleeting as it was
Not can I understand it any better.
and so when you leave, a stop before mine,
My heart sighs, shivers inexplicably.
But the sensation is quickly forgotten.
Lessons in arts and letters and words fill my head.
And tomorrow, I know this for sure,
It’ll all start over again.