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Thursday, May 21, 2015

A Disfigured Persona with Vivid Streams

A certain age once lived before, where
ignorance fueled what was
left behind.

Ridden paths travelled where
love was forbidden and
silences fed the sun’s cause of being

Do you sense my repression?

***
Oh trumpet watchman!
Sound waves of truth!

Drown paranoia’s weakness into
eternal’s crescendo!

Dry scarred souls and
rotate ripples of blood through
a dark crevice past!

Make everything capability inherited!

Make nothing is lost or forgotten!


















First appeared in Bewildering Stories, Issue 657 (http://www.bewilderingstories.com/issue657/index.html)

©Andrea Laws (Author) May 29th, 2015



Monday, May 18, 2015

Fortune

You will recover a valuable item that has been lost

my sanity,
that’s what is lost

be lost forever
don’t taint my soul to an
early grave
 
you are lost for a reason

©Andrea Laws (Author) May 18th, 2015