The Discipline of Restraint
The respect that I need for my own self. No feelings to spare. A barrier that blocks everything. I chased the desire to be normal, to react normally. A slight misstep and I am in…
corpsekaizen
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Cold Made Us Close
Odd, the showcase of love. The cold breezes brushing through the skin. Clothes that can barely cut through the devastating cold. Areas made for rest, stability, and…
The Distance I Called Love
There is no love. The tingles, the butterflies. All pure emotions forced to be felt through books. An oversimplification of the connection. Feelings so pure that one ascends.…
Working Theory
To move is to fail. Failure in many forms. Exhaustion through effort, or just not being able to push through desire. If you cannot push through, is it really…
The End
The beginning and the end. The human urge to defy death, contemplating death. A third-person perspective, seeing others move toward the end. Image…
The Sky Learns - SMARP round 256
This is my entry for the SMARP 256 contest. When I walked past this fountain, it was clear to me that this would be my entry. A broken fountain in the middle of the street…
Waiting to See What’s Ahead
There is something that changed for me this month. The things that once looked grim and doomed. Waiting to see what’s ahead. I felt like there was nothing I could do.…
It Says Someone Else - 5 Minute Freewrite
You’re producing effort, thought, intention, nothing solid. Days pass with me thinking about creating. Changes that will be sounded. Observing through pieces and analyzing to…
The Cold Understands
Rest. Gosh, I need it. I’ve never felt this much cold in years. Reigning, everlasting sickness. Realizing I have a body. Senses are numb. Sickness is pulling me by the…