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*Stream of consciousness writing helped conjure this character that I developed for the short story*
Take me to a place where being penniless is the land of the free.
Pennies should only be sought after a valued thought.
Lift my skirt higher?
Do you really think I can get that low?
I’m too shy to go all Billy bass
to consider blowing some dude in his family car-
in the hope of getting a lyrical limbo.
credit cards maxed
I hope you get it now.
that’s what I think I would say to the first punter.
I’D MUG HIM..
Do time for £50?
Take your filthy hands off
Do you get it now?
This life is awry.
They get to fuck with
Confession -Don’t tell a soul.
If I ever became a sex worker
Call me naive but
I’d make a kiss the most expensive act on my price list.
You know, tongues.
Romance is dead.
WE ALL WANT to BE LOVED
Obviously we all we want to be wanted.
Kissing is the height of mind-altering spooning.
Lack of kisses & cuddles can make a nirvana or dystopia of unfixed abodes
Hearts in denial of their poverty.
I will see some other side.
No throwing sand on a cardboard box, just yet.
Still have a few tears to battle out.
I do have a decent amount of self respect.
Where do all the good people go?
Do they become bad?
Be strong little one!
We grow from jungle roots and a paradise nigh off the setting sun
we clap in silence for nature our divine protector —
My prayers are with her holy Gaia.
Though the light may fade.
Dark shades heighten the Euphoric daze
Forgotten words wasted on ill-gotten behaviors.
In that quagmire
Still driven to send out a vigil of hope.
Buried within me.
Buried under a myriad haunted ghost.
What keeps disarming me
Whose charm beckons me to this world?
When I open my eyes
Betrayed by curiosity in gazing outwards.
Look back at the words you have’ written.
Be inspired that you wrote them!
Sweep those sneaky snide comments out through the back door
How dare they Prevent this form of self-expression.
words made up of simple dimples are all we need
He cautiously peers out
perched a top
the Jonnies rotting,
Infected tears confidently descend
To the basement days
when his best foot turned all the bedheads.
Don’t over -care
Don’t Glare without an ending for sentence as to what grows out from your mind.
Hauled up in dusty webbed rags of self-doubt.
Can you catch the Shadows doth change according to light.
Mere reflection and perception of how you do intimidate me
shadows can’t exist without a living
Take the power back.
At least from behind the scenes
Don’t hide from those
disproportionate contortions of their own path.
Happy lights-faeries delight.
Blissful smiles stipple out faces.
There can be no ulterior motive.
Unless we retrace for an Agenda?
confused about life twists mysterious Genders.
Guilt sprouts up-GMO crops
Pesticidal casual all matter starts to hoe out my mind
Crucify my time?
Fraternized with Flowers more sentient than humans taken up by nocturnal spaces
Unevolved sight is having an identity crisis.
Army of words
A halo of benign bravado.
To those monsters of Carpathian.
Here is my audacity & Gumption.
Shout me down.
Mere echoes with no home.
Threaten me or one of my own,
I will stand up and defend my home.
Bats of fear — Clots of blood
Circulate above in a murmuration
So much I want to put down.
Not in the stream of consciousness
No more ashamed of how far down I free-fall into the squid ink mouth of the abyss.
I gripped onto nature’s own boulderous
A safety net of
I seek out another taste
Ma petit fripon. Je t’aims toujours