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Dark gray walls
On all four sides
A light from the ceiling
One chair in the middle
He sits on the chair
Hair covering his forehead
And stark blue eyes
Knees buckled together
Arms wrap around the chair
Feeling his chest
Running down his jaw
Bunching up his shirt
Look at those eyes
And what do you see?
Pain, contempt, betrayal?
Lust?
But who sits behind the chair
Controlling the arms
That dance, that torture
And tease to no end?
So let him spin around
And shine the light on her
Now it's his arms
And legs locked around her
Blankly she sits
Her knees together, feet apart
The concrete cold
Through her jeans
And hands run down
Over her shoulders
Sliding over her collar bones
Cascading down her arms
Her lips pull apart
A face full of defeat
The two link hands
And now, what?
On all four sides
A light from the ceiling
One chair in the middle
He sits on the chair
Hair covering his forehead
And stark blue eyes
Knees buckled together
Arms wrap around the chair
Feeling his chest
Running down his jaw
Bunching up his shirt
Look at those eyes
And what do you see?
Pain, contempt, betrayal?
Lust?
But who sits behind the chair
Controlling the arms
That dance, that torture
And tease to no end?
So let him spin around
And shine the light on her
Now it's his arms
And legs locked around her
Blankly she sits
Her knees together, feet apart
The concrete cold
Through her jeans
And hands run down
Over her shoulders
Sliding over her collar bones
Cascading down her arms
Her lips pull apart
A face full of defeat
The two link hands
And now, what?
Literature
Feelings and Words
At the end of the day, no ones feelings about you should matter except for your own. You should love yourself. But what does it say about you when you have nothing but negative feelings towards yourself . In the present moment I'm not at ease . Not having answers to the whys the hows the whats can get really frustrating . And now I have nothing else to say. Just writing down the feelings I had just now and I guess my mind is trailing off to something else because I DON'T KNOW what to say . That's my issue with my life right now . It's a bunch of DON'T KNOWS...
Literature
Trying to Clear My Mind
Invisible until,
a smile seen through a window.
A bright light ensnaring a moth.
Handsome, quiet mystery.
Many reasons to walk away,
but... a puzzle and I reluctantly,
obsessed. Trying to turn away,
but piqued by music, art, creativity!
Just let it go, let it go,
why can't I let it go. Filled with curiosity.
The best way out is through.
Must unravel the mystery.
Would he meet for coffee,
a phone call,
a text?
c2018 SAH
Literature
Fiction Within Reality
When I was little my father took me to a family reunion at my great uncle's house. Honestly, I don't recall him being all that great, but people still refer to him as such, so I must have missed something. There were many people there I didn't know, and probably haven't seen since. They didn't leave much of an impression, so I may have bumped into them later in life and not even realized it.
The thing I do remember was the house itself. Up until that point in my short life, I had never been in a house that large and elaborately decorated. It was very old and had accumulated a wide variety of artwork and antiques in it's history. Appare
Really weird. Really strange. I've had this picture in my head for a few days and can't get it out. I don't know where it came from, either.
And listening to Muse certainly didn't help it go away.
Now I just need to remember those dance steps. I knew I would forget if I didn't write them down... damn.
And listening to Muse certainly didn't help it go away.
Now I just need to remember those dance steps. I knew I would forget if I didn't write them down... damn.
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