Our feet churn up dust
on these roads we trek
trampled by our forbearer’s
but they never found the answers
so what are the chances
we’ll be any better.

I think we get
where we need to be
I think that’s how life works
if life works at all.

People tend
to ask me questions I can’t answer.
I look things in the eye
and turn the other way
because I don’t deal
how you’re supposed to
or at least that’s what the record shows.

Destiny is a tricky thing
you can think you have it
and be blindsided
when it turns out
false prophecy.

Don’t think I am in a dark place
I have all the light I need
it’s just sometimes
there’s this fog
of unknown factors
that blots it out a little
but in a few days
I’ll be fine,
always am.

I cannot remember,
all these years since,
any of the words we used.
I cannot recall the substance, the starts, the subjects.
Only the feelings, brought back to life in me now
familiar as water
as my own skin
as blood.
I remember the clouds roiling around us,
you holding my hair back as
everything spun out of control.
And I wish I could rise up and see you
from a distance,
as small and insignificant as myself.
I would be above -
able to calm the fear.
Instead, you are Prometheus
unbound
mythical
and unattainable.
Instead, you rise over me
and quell the very fire
you put in me.

Wonderful contribution to the barrel, (((Harold)))

Very nice, Brian

Very nice write

Beautiful, Mom

This is wonderful

I always enjoy your writing...
and this is no exception...
powerful, beautiful write

Beautiful

Sweet (((A & pkd )))

Thank you

50 light year cloud
Fragile equilibrium
Dissipating no further
Random condensation
Globule
Cloud collapses
Almost in free fall
Motion is non homologous
Protostar
A core had developed,
Heated by its concentration
Of matter
Matter becomes
Opaque and free fall
Is stopped
Sun
Fully convective
Contraction phase
Varying in luminosity
And surface activity
To then keep shining steadily
Steadily, steadily,
We will come
We will go
Red Giant
Sun core starts slowly collapsing
The Sun will be disturbed
Swallow Venus and Earth,
Outer layers will keep expanding
White Dwarf
All matter
Will collapse
Into a small body
White dwarf
Rapidly begins to cool
Black Dwarf
No further collapse is possible
Old cold, cold old, Black Dwarf

Ooooh, beautiful write (((H)))

Leaves tumble
in my mind’s eye
as I imagine fall
the crinkle of a footstep
on leaves
walking with my nose
pointed upward
to catch a sultry smell
floating in the breeze.
contentment making my step
lazy and lumbering
not overly concerned
with getting anywhere special
as the chill in the air
makes my cheeks tingle
and my lips curve
into a smile
Jack-o-lantern.
I think of fall
and rediscover
the memory of my life.

Thank you (((Jason & Harold)))

I can really relate to this...very nice write

(((Isaac)))

Did you know that your skin melts onto mine
when our thighs touch?
It’s just my silly heart racing, trying to catch up
And when our angles aren’t facing
I back myself into your walls
I smile and pretend indifferent
But I miss you so much.

I always want to explain myself to you
I’ve always got ten thousand things to prove
I’ve got important questions to ask
While I’m staring at your back
And when you turn
Our eyes meet
And I suddenly feel bad for you
Here I am, gnawing at your feet
With all these obstacles before you

How do I say what I mean
Without sounding pathetic
I twitch and start to speak
And I already know I’ll regret it
But it’s too late
here I go
There are some things
You should know

I try really hard to be good
I try to do what I’d hope anyone would
I try to be funny
I try to be brave
But I’ve got a heart that needs loving
And a soul to save
I wonder if you know how much pride I swallowed
Just to live through yesterday
Do you spot it in my eyes
Are you so deliberately blind
And even if you are
Am I so hard to find
I’m awkward and spill out everywhere
Spit at the dark and you’ll see me there
Curled up against the props
A deer in headlights until the curtain drops
So am I more guilty than I feel
Or do I feel more guilty than I am
I haven’t got perspective
Or a backup plan

I’m so easily excited
I think I love love that’s not requited.

Within the circle there is no curve
Only perspective
Within perfection there is not but change
The dimples in the sand
Where he walks in silence
Lead to my love
The same path leads to me



And thank you (((iam , kc , Mom )))

Thank you

V
Vlad

Amen

The unspoken love
that I carried in my heart
pumped blood like lead through my veins.
In a moment of clarity
(sickening insanity)
I regurgitated every last blood cell.

Type A negative.

Pools of hemoglobin clotted
on the floor
and I felt faint at the sight
(anemic chain reaction).
I was suddenly a hundred pounds lighter
and floating above a
chalk-outline silhouette
that could only be my own.

So I stitched my wrists shut
with nothing left to bleed.
Right there on the ground was
all that’s left of me.