finally learning to be me but only w/ strangers cuz it’s easier,
poetry, music & lyrics, mediocre 📸 by me,
learning mandarin but poorly,
host @fastprompt
Serenade me my sweet
over a river so deep
the fishes all swim
in serendipity to meet
Your lullaby will entrance
& your voice will enchant
until all fall into
the gossamer nets
of your dance
#vss365#serenade
the broom waited by the door.
rain softened the fortress walls.
you traced a chipped saucer&smiled.
your coat's folded wings
shifted in the dim light.
something impossible
leaned closer.
i still don't know
which of us crossed first.
#MyDarkScribbles🖊#fastprompt 239:1-5
#Amatory
the Fortress drifted above the clouds.
every window held someone waving for help.
i found myself in the highest one.
that's when I looked up.
#MyDarkScribbles🖊
#fastprompt 239:5
#vsshorror
🎨by Oleksii Shuhurov
Fortress
Resolution.
Fortitude, with one good eye.
Last in line, final battle.
One hundred fold, divine.
A fortress of a soul.
Thousand eyed sea.
Knives out, the sea departs.
Red water, warm and split.
Resolution.
Fools die plenty.
Ronin, collects the bounty.
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my little bubble is a fortress
kind of small considering the state of things
and not large enough to accommodate
the kind of life I've had to bring.
it's outside my bubble, mosttimes
and you do nothing to hide me
from anyone else who could see.
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each day feels impossible
like walking across the gap
between two hills
sans bridge
on a tightrope made
from dental floss.
each day feels impossible
but I feel compelled to complete them
anyway.
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the impossible whale arrived before dawn.
from the castle on its back,
a bell tolled once.
every door in the kingdom opened.
nothing came in.
by morning,
there was no kingdom.
#MyDarkScribbles🖊
#fastprompt 239:4
#vsshorror
🎨by Gregory Fromenteau via Artstation
Impossible
A wrist is slit.
A noose is split.
The bird with its broken bones, sings its suicide song.
In the grandest of virtue.
Impossible, to carry on.
Life is Wrath.
Impossible, to carry on.
She carries the noose.
Life is Wrath.
He bleeds from the wrist.
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