Wartime. I can account for shop windows as flashes of merchandise. When I was hungry for sweetness and variety there were no supplies. I searched the dull strip-covered windows for a forgotten treasure The cardboard cones of ice cream seemed to add to my despair. Boxes of imitation chocolate shapes... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Good Knight. Soon I shall close this door I suppose it will be after My presence is frosted, I am exhausted, and there is no laughter. I wonder if under your breath you are saying. You are finished, diminished and I am not playing. I'll just take this stack of sentiments back to the cleaner. To... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Morning in the rain I walk. The striking wet drips here. Thoughts that swirl as dawn appears. Drum up my cry. The images move by. Glued Into parts to remember. Flaked and crude. The drab dark wetness hangs around. All the grey and gloomy sound. The whispers of the rain Merge in the burble of the... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Clues. I want the soft wetness of your body The witches brew, the warmth you stew Into the creamy fullness of the breast. The moisture that drips down like honey Into such sweetness should a mouth be pressed? Throaty down becomes the blossom of cherries Awareness slips creaming into my mind... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Old tales from out West.
Tribute to that old cowboy Six gun Jay. One time I was an old cowboy I would love to be one once again and I know why. It seem like life out on the range was mighty cool coyote's cries reminded me that nature rules out beneath the starry skies. I fell off the old horse once or twice and felt the... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Penny. If my grey wake should whisper my regret Or tell it with your red lips still a-glow how could I have known that I would forget that once I wanted you so. My mind is clear just like a distant bell that rings I listen and would wish to know The meaning now all gentle things have gone or slowly... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Breaking news, Breaking news.Breaking news.
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Thursday, November 15, 2012
Newsflash news///
News/the head Beefeater has reported that the man in the iron mask has complained again. He has no way of reading of the Tower executions in the early morning Tower Times. Unfortunately there are no attachments to fix to his spectacles. Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
News Flash
In future for hygienic reasons, Witches must shower before pond ducking. Sign in to see full entry.
News Flash Man in iron mask sacks barber. Sign in to see full entry.