creative writing
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Fetal position at the bottom of a basket hanging by strings beneath a rainbow balloon full of hot air floating adrift up, UP, UP and AWAY I want to stay high! In fact, I want the fire to blow me higher!!! I know fantasy doesn’t last, but the only time I feel my heart beat… Read more
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Grass blades prickling toes dancing as I lift a daisy from ground to nose, sniffing my eyes high to catch the right cloud, jump up and hitch a ride sailing to sit by your side take your hand in mine and…WAIT to see what you would do if you knew I’m so in love with… Read more
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A rag doll god fingers at night, he pricks me until I see the light: I will never be all right. Yes, the truth bites. But, I bite back with all my might! Read more
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Blinds block out what I can’t presently handle (my world small, PTSD producing morning shadows of past things DONE, dancing distructively on my walls). SOOOO, daily I shout other people’s lyrics to not freak out, distract myself from a lack of stimulation my brain and body CRAVE, nay…NEED! Pushing wheels round 20 years, one band,… Read more
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It’s that ‘P‘ word that eludes me lately. I search each day for that ‘P‘ in my memory, dressed as the lovely lit up ghost of a childhood friend, who began teasing me when I was ten, always up to have some fun, and Oh, how hot I got when that ‘P‘ came around! It’s… Read more
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Youthful yearning keeps churning for just a fistful of your energy, fondling my muscles to move, kneading my ass to shake, squeezing me to twist ‘n’ shout “OH, YES!” real loud as you make my earth quake. Read more
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Oh, what a lovely distraction, What a moment of reflection! Stimulation, good vibrations; Movement towards motivation. I dance upon my consternation! I’ll reach for the constellations, Burning time with bright stars Loving the ride will get me far. Read more
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The grind of incessant chores made less daunting with the pain in my reins, tamed by my intellect eating a moment. A musing, I go to hopelessly inappropriate thoughts… I want to eat you like cotton candy, feel your sweetness melt upon my tongue so I can swallow you into my soul, keeping you to… Read more
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Like the sun on ice during a Midwest winter, I know you’re there, yet I can’t feel you. Beaming bright your light refracts off the world with a slice-like sting upon my eyes, Slammed lids keep you caught within me where you warm my frightened frigity as you do things to boil my blood from… Read more
Hopelessly Inappropriate Thoughts 