Pen click mimics The flick Of a drawn Knife Ready to slash And pierce Into flesh and Ink metals Ready For combat
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Helicopter Crash – Journal 7/6/17
Every fucking action movie that features any kind of god damn helicopter (except for the first Matrix movie) sees the chopper get taken the fuck down. This is a problem. In my last journal I discussed how I didn’t understand how to transition scenes when I was 8 years old, so I would knock theContinue reading “Helicopter Crash – Journal 7/6/17”
Shto36u3
Hot shot Shiny new Centurion Upon the Battlefield Pristine gleaming Gladius and mask Frozen forever in Dismay As He looks with Contempt At Me and my Older ways He will kick And punch with Steel glove Stabbing With sword To quickly Kill me I Evade and Block And laugh The same as When any bladeContinue reading “Shto36u3”
We Think We’re So Valiant
Lights floating in the dark Like Chinese lanterns A varitable peace among skies Where the things shine Glints of a blade in violence Brightening the dark world As it cleaves through With easy strength Glowing heavens hellfire Glittering Glittery Glittering A hack A slash A hock A stab Aghast the darkness Tools used are Instrumental
Godsent
Godsent I am an angel. I have seen countless Conflicts: Clashes with Evil Of mighty generals And savage soldiers In crusades, Blitzkriegs, And world conquering Campaigns. In invasions of spears And wars of gunfire My wings have been Sheared off by swords, My halo split apart And shattered on Battlefields aflame By napalm spat outContinue reading “Godsent”
Splatter Masquerade
Splatter Masquerade Another shell loaded Casings pouring Brass from the hatch Kicking back In the steel cage Our rolling fortress Battle we wage Our wagers Igniting the brazen Chasers of sub shock Incendiary tracers Bursting forth From barrels of cannon Shrapnel box splatters Surrounding armed tailors On dashboards Of brass boards From turrets and currentsContinue reading “Splatter Masquerade”
Out of the Pit
Out of the Pit Flak bombarding frames and jets Spark explosions in sopwith wrecks Blinding hailfire from artillery Splinters biplanes and humility Fuselage leaking Petrol spilling Goggles getting foggy Gloves gripping groggy Numb from atmospheric Whiplash maneuvering G’s Rising and evading Planes behind shading Rising from the fray Trying to get away Clearing a pathContinue reading “Out of the Pit”
Doc
Doc Gleam of the instruments On the silver platter Reflect fluorescent photons And x-ray waves While the blood on the table Acts as ink blotters Whiting out stains of pink Tearing into the wounds to help Stitch the pain back together Weaving skin as a basket Patching where it can Pulling where it can’t ButterflyContinue reading “Doc”
Old Blood
Old Blood The fear never goes away. Shockwaves ripple, And atoms split, Reminding you every day. The manic paranoia and Festering afterthoughts With their aftershocks Never cease to meet your head. Things strike out at you From the thick woods With spear-tipped tendrils That seek to end upliftings. They will pierce deeply. They will severContinue reading “Old Blood”
Consume Reality! 