C.C.

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Sunday, April 7, 2024

Unmade. You are among knives and forks, but nothing works. Bread crumbles; a sentence is passed. These sheets of paper can be wrapped around odd feelings. One wonders is it good to be a survivor? So it is to wander skin-deep searching for magic along the edge of smeared lips. Fondling the cold... Sign in to see full entry.

Oldie

Unmade. You are among knives and forks, but nothing works. Bread crumbles; a sentence is passed. These sheets of paper can be wrapped around odd feelings. One wonders is it good to be a survivor? Performing acts that bend the fatal spear it hangs as soft as intestines. So it is to wander skin-deep... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 5, 2024

Oldies

As it comes. I hold my plastic bag and spend prime time shopping. Perhaps I fish for sympathy, I have imagined ills. I study a cake with cherries and a glazed topping. Would it encourage stomach-ache mixed with my pills? Slowly I walk the lines of colorful prepared meals, musing over strange flavors... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 24, 2024

vc Time I wonder if I’ll e’er recapture Those sweet and hazy days of rapture When once I walked along the street The crowds tripped by on dancing feet. Head in the clouds towards my goal I grinned at every greeting droll, And felt such fierce wonderment So safe, one of the crowd content. The moon... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 20, 2024

Sort it

I remember that time when we made our dream. Planned how we wanted it to be so simple. How could we forget so easily? Memory needs to be revived occasionally. Especially as moonlight appears dull at times. And a few promises always seems to be hanging around a rag bag of sweet words. I don't suppose... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 4, 2024

Boys leasing It was a war effort thing, well we thought so and the lady next door had chickens to feed. We followed like chicks behind a mother hen. With afterthought, we need not have been so keen, but then it was summer, and the days passed slowly’. It was yellow; we scuffled through the patch of... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 2, 2024

Upgrade. What is the meaning of life? Once the answer came easily, it was a freebie. A gift given to those who appreciated something for nothing. It is hardly surprising that it has lost value; so many things are in the same category. Only prayer has the power to access and illuminate everything... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 1, 2024

Friendship. It was a friendship to compare with perfection and a bear. This is what the lady said 'Fine now you must be. introduced to cowslip wine sweetened with best honey.' The little bear was given time to understand the rules. He had to learn not to swear and not to lose his cool. To wave his... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 22, 2024

One day. One Day the stars will burn away. One day She stands behind me, why do I feel her breasts against my shoulder is this real? I wonder, if I turn will I remember. I just breathe and think of her. Is anything so far away that it is bound although unchained that cannot find or be unfound. Or... Sign in to see full entry.

Smile. Did we last meet in heaven or is that an illusion? Is this a collusion of thought that permits us to share the necessary ambience needed to repair moonbeams? Perhaps this is only possible within a certain hour. The power is transient and the glow passes. It is not possible to reinvent the... Sign in to see full entry.

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