Flipping each sheet one by one, he noticed a sparkle from the page he had been working on, which now appeared to be gilded on the edge as well. His eyes widened as he revealed the page, which appeared to be covered in oil-slick except for an outline where his hand and pen had been, which was now a silhouette of plain, off-white paper with a dot of smudged black where the ink had dripped. It bled into the slick and swirled into a mesmerizing, spiraling pattern. He dabbed the page with the paper towel he had been using to clean off his pen to see if the page was wet, but even after smearing and rubbing for a few seconds, the page seemed to be dry as a piece of plain paper could be.
She stood and stared out at the world, debilitated and hopeful, all the same. One by one, lights snapped into existence above and below her as the horizon began to slowly fade into the darkening violet curtain. "Oh, 'scuse me," an old man chuckled as he nearly tripped into her, "It's getting pretty dark, miss, might want to head down soon."
When shades of ebullience dim and gray And all that was giddy And all that made fervor breathe and sway When all of that seems to depart and decay Call upon your heart's licentious spring Wink at the seasoned flirt The very thing that makes you sing The greenest greens and the most beautiful things ... Continue Reading →
I take a look inside a mirror underneath my breath, I whisper "I see something decent in this mental patient because in his eyes, he looks more alive than me." I look past him, over his shoulder and assume he must be a soldier because in his wake, there's a massive quake where he... Continue Reading →
My heart gets away from me sometimes No, I'm not talking about love Nor apathy, nor hatred Simply this: Have you ever had a dream One bigger than you thought you'd ever think One that makes your heart race so fast, you figure it surely must be It Ah, that wonderful It that is so... Continue Reading →
Chimeric ebullience is all my vessel Swathing as the springtime mistral For enthralling and enchanting is all that might stupefy Lest you crack the icy enamel with a sanguine sigh And take to the wing as a swift Agile
Waking up alone... Much like the sound of early-rising finches without the distant buffet of street noise The smell of morning dew without the sweetness of a freshly-cut lawn The rise and fall of a chest without saying anything at all And yet... The melancholic pang of heartstrings plucked without Accompaniment.
The velvety, black sky Rests heavily upon the city lights He promised he'd teach me to fly Deeper, ever deeper into the night For dreams don't just last in our eyes Life was not made for the mind So kiss the moon goodbye To naught shall thee ever be consigned Evoke