I'm thinkin'
How 'bout
Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes?
~Zebra


Ode To A PencilOde to a PencilOde To A Pencil
With your tip laced in creation, And you ending soaked in correction.
You enable me to pour my worlds, To show this world what ticks in my head.
Ive always been drowning in my imagination,
My lungs had always fill with luke-warm water of pure ideal, thought.
You gave me an escape, back before you, I had felt as if I had been locked in a room,
A room with no doors or windows,
With bare white angry walls, and tiled floor, cold and unforgiving.
The only means of expressing the raving thoughts, That consumed m
Weird| I am from bouncy couches Forts made of comforters and pillows Barbies and Power Rangers. I am from neighborhoods where you can’t go out at night Desert sky’s with no rain And snowy winters that hit -30. I am from moving trucks with no air conditioning New schools Sweaty palms and clenched hands. I am from green men in gentlemen’s suits A boy named John who couldn’t see And Karen and Desiree who played with my hair. I am from frequent family gatherings Pretending to be cats Simon says. I am from loving parents Home cooked meals Pinky promise siblings. I am from astrology Tarot cards Playing records backwards. I am from 9 o’clock bedtimes Traditional ‘Forever’ Repeating memorized prayers Always hearing “You are loved”. |
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Death to the murderers we've loved all our lives!
I'm Basil: the Captain of the AltMal Army.
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"In dark times, Truth bears a blade." - Anonymous
Sinister "Archon of Lost Faith"
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"In dark times, Truth bears a blade." - Anonymous
Sinister "Archon of Lost Faith"
Now to have a look around your gallery.
Lots of luv!
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"In dark times, Truth bears a blade." - Anonymous
Sinister "Archon of Lost Faith"
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