• Light Me On Fire (6/23/2017)

  Light me on fire
  See what might transpire
  As the paper’s edge blackens
  And the ink stains ash

  Light me on fire
  And use my remains
  As a grey powdery pigment
  In your paint

  Light me on fire
  And watch the orange beetles
  Run with the heat
  Around the gashes

  Light me on fire
  I make light as you linger
  Taking your energy
  And scorching your fingers

  Light me on fire
  So that I may be cleansed
  Baptism by blaze
  I won’t question your ways

  Light me on fire
  And see what happens
  As I crumble and decay
  And with heat wash away

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• Seattle Solstice – Journal 6/21/17 - Happy first day of Summer, everybody. Let’s make it a good season! The take from my birthday was a bunch of cool stuff including but not limited to writing utensils! My sister always pulls through with a moleskine, and this time that rang true with one to replace the completed one that she had gotten …

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• Deneb Mythos #2: Satellites of the Old Lords - In the 1st era, the countries of Esther, Quincy, and Dominicus all set out to stake a claim to the land found down the Aaugyst River. The three colonies that formed all came from those countries who feuded often in the north. This is the story of Jack Hykrel and a group of fighters who defended Little …

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• Tension

  Tension

  Knotted me up
  With your lip balm
  And the creases in
  Fitted leggings

  Evanescent little moans
  Through your kisses
  Reverberating
  For me to listen

  To the
  Wonderous sights
  Eyes wide open
  Synchronized

  To see you flush red
  As you run your hands
  Up my chest
  And across my neck

  Playing with each other’s hair
  Hearing sighs in my ear
  While I feel places
  No one else would dare

  How can one being
  Be so opalescent
  And taste
  So perfect

  How can a set
  Of serious lips
  Be condensed and melted
  To this state of satisfaction

  These cheeks at once
  Reddened
  By a machine gun of love
  Peppering all around a face

  Dripping with intention
  Yet to be seen
  We can stop at this border
  But not next time maybe

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