

InsomniaI am in a state of limbo where the mind, divorced from the body, Stirs against sleep And refuses its ease.Insomnia
I stand atop a tall outpost before a darkening horizon of purple-mingled-pink-orange-red.
Armageddon? What's coming? I do not know.
Dark races into light, devouring,
Engulfing voraciously till I am left
alone, on a windswept shore.
I have lost my way, somewhere; Where? Atop a tall outpost, on a windswept shore; somewhere. I am not I but half I.
Trapped in a state of limbo Where the mind, divorced from the body, Stirs


A Tribute to Lily BriscoeA foil separates the twain which stems, though, from the same vein. A film secured, impenetrable, by voices which nag and classify two as one - couple.A Tribute to Lily Briscoe
Though we are descendants of the couple too weak to resist a shiny apple, Have we not the strength and will to resist the push for broken flesh?
Or must shattered hymens forever be evidence of our taint, our weakness and subservience?
Study not Cleopatra but Lily Briscoe.


The Power to HealTo pull back the pall with gentle fingers And brush the tears that line the eyes. To feel, or attempt to feel, anothers sorrow And speak in silence the unspeakable grief.The Power to Heal
Truly! a friend who sits in solitude with another And shares the voice of suffering together; Without words, without the harsh grating sounds That cause more tears to let fall.
But to communicate, indeed, above the pall, Above the tangible human ache of heart. To soothe the raw and tender spirit of loss with soft, delicate, immortal love.


The TailIt hopped in slight shivers In harmony with his measured steps.The Tail
And grew into a nonchalant swagger, flipping its fold of glittering grey-trimmed-maroon, glinting in motion like a pointed challenge.
Suddenly subdued, it reverberated with gentle tremors; Tamed, his hasty footsteps.
but Flared on ends like the standing mane of an angry lion, as he spun around, Whirling into a selfish hug as I stood red handed and jealous of its indignant intimate pose.
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I was wondering why it sounded a little weird
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andrew still hasn't emailed me! lol...awww work for the nat museum now. lol.
Finished my internship
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