i stood over him, he lay in a heap as the rain fell, his mouth gasped like a bass on the dock
for a moment the rain appeared crimson as if the clouds were bleeding as lightning slashed
everytime i screamed for help, thunder crashed, drowning out my voice in the booming
i closed my eyes for a moment, trying to take control of myself, to urge rigid legs to action
when i opened them again he was no longer there, the rains had stopped, the ground was dry
but my hands, covered in sticky red, told a different tale as the thunder crashed in my skull
i am losing time again, losing reality, lost inside the visions of horrific things i have done
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Wow. Incredible poem. The imagery… wow… I could hear the thunder and feel the rain and smell the blood.
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thank you Tara. i don’t know where this came from, maybe i have a noir building up inside of me
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Perhaps.
I want more. Gimme.
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it has been a fight with the words today. they hover just out of reach
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Oh god. I totally know what you mean. I think I gave up for the day. My heart left me some time ago and I guess I can’t write without it. Everything is utter shit.
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nah, your works are great. but I get the sentiment.
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I haven’t published anything new in a while…
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I noticed. I assumed you were storing up new stuff for a book.
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I am.
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I pay attention.
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I truly am honored. And honestly surprised.
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Lol. everyone underestimates the fool
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I wouldn’t say underestimates, rather, I figured I wasn’t important enough to show up on Mike-radar™️
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Hahahaha. I follow so few blogs, the ones I do are places of special words. Emje is seeking richer fields, you are storing away new literature. And I pollute the world five times a day.
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I wouldn’t say “pollute” so much as “enrich” but…. tomato-potato.
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I am going to write more Mona one of these days. She has been whispering in my ear.
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I was gonna beg you to some weeks back but decided that I would beg her instead.
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If I am anything, it is deferring to a woman’s wishes
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Oohhh the power!! I will only use my woman’s power for good and not evil (mostly)
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Hahahaha
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I want to read a book one day by m. ennenbach called “the world according to Mona” or something like that.
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I would love to gather them all and put them out. Maybe write a novella to go along with them.
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I’m honored you noticed too, actually.
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