• David John commented on the post, balloons 7 years ago

    Filling balloons for a job isn’t that bad. I mean, pop one in, fill er’ up for three seconds, and then instantaneous free entertainment! ‘Course, that’s how things were supposed to go that day, until she showed […]

  • David John commented on the post, gallery 7 years, 3 months ago

    A gallery of his most renowned works were there for all to see. In every direction, displayed for those whom could get in to see. It was a private gallery, left only to those privileged to see his work. A gallery […]

  • David John commented on the post, shelter 7 years, 3 months ago

    Shelter in a storm is most unwelcome when you find that it is entirely filled with flesh-eating maggots falling out of every crevice in the ceiling. Ah the misery of post-elephant take-over. No one saw this […]

  • David John commented on the post, adopt 7 years, 3 months ago

    Adopting a new plan of escape is always difficult once you have failed at least twenty-three times. At least, that’s how many tally-marks I have on my prison walls. This space, this place of my demise, once a […]

  • David John commented on the post, walls 7 years, 3 months ago

    They creep in, never subsiding for the most simplest of times. The padding, thick, comforting, and delicious food from the little hole in the wall, walls, walls, walls…
    They say I’m special, but the walls say otherwise.

  • David John commented on the post, sparkling 7 years, 4 months ago

    A burst of light, raindrops of pure energy touch lips with eternity. No one would describe a star exploding as “sparkling” from up close. Hanging in the sky, however, to see an explosion that, holding your hands up can be cupped in your hands, is more pretty.

  • David John commented on the post, bland 7 years, 4 months ago

    Clouds passing by, covering any trae oc that gorgeous celestial ball in the sky for weeks on end. In the northwest, life can get pretty bland

  • David John commented on the post, dozen 7 years, 4 months ago

    A dozen ideas stacked on top of one another.
    where do they end?
    from fashion to theoretical mathematics,
    his mind never stops going. Now if only he would put it all together
    and say “hi” to the world outside.

  • David John commented on the post, trunk 7 years, 4 months ago

    hauling our lives in hollow trunks behind us everywhere we go. Onto trains, in a passenger seat’s of our lonesome beetles running on asphalt roads leading no where. Our past haunts us, why do we hang onto it so closely?

  • David John commented on the post, dusk 7 years, 5 months ago

    Dusk has fallen on our little tiown, coating the houses with the surreal qualities of night and day; dancing between the two, it is lost in it’s own demise. The deeds of the day and the pain laid thick tonight, a town of theives never sleeps, bidding our time in dusk’s honest light.

  • David John commented on the post, sneaky 7 years, 5 months ago

    That little sneak! He tried to take all of my oranges in the middle of the night. Sure he’s just a cat, but I see that look in his eyes. It says, “I want to ruin you and your produce!”

  • David John commented on the post, skyline 7 years, 5 months ago

    A futuristic skyline, filled with streams of life flowing with the electric currents charging the city with life. No lines to be seen, but beams of light carry traffic, energy, communication. Life. A skyline of the future is no skyline at all.

  • David John commented on the post, dim 7 years, 5 months ago

    as dim as the situation may have seemed, our minds were set on that ever-further goal. Lifted up and further in, our goal drifted as a feather on the wind, gathering up, twirling around, and landing like a transcendent ballerina .

  • David John commented on the post, president 7 years, 6 months ago

    President lives currently in the present day. He used to live in the past, but that was before they found that time machines built before the year of 1972 had a severe defect that would cause them to spontaneously expand to the size of the universe and encapsulate all time; very uncomfortable for a finite […]

  • David John commented on the post, horses 7 years, 6 months ago

    They fly across cool desert nights, faster than the air the gods of the evening cut through, flowing, flowing, gone.

  • David John commented on the post, laughter 7 years, 6 months ago

    laughter has evaded my own person; i lack all fulfilment of the requirements. Joy? Gone. Do you find what is needed to live like it really is funny or good enough to laugh about?

  • David John commented on the post, rules 7 years, 6 months ago

    Rules bring about meaning, they tie together the chaos; order in madness. But can I ever live by the rules that wish to break me free, to give me a life worthwhile?

    Dancing through a field of roses

  • I don’t feel so positive about this situation, as if it were to be any different; i’m tired of dealing with the emotions of other’s so intrinsically that I do not have a life beyond their own.

  • David John commented on the post, autumn 7 years, 6 months ago

    The autumm air is welcoming to me, reminding to some when things are ready to go. A special time of year that reminds you that some things are meant to die so that life may truly come, that holing up for a time is what’s necessary for life to begin.

  • David John commented on the post, alarmist 7 years, 6 months ago

    He knew what was to be done saw the pain the sorrow that he would feel. . . and regret. I wish I were not that man, but I know what must be done: be happy for myself and not raise alarm to what may lead to pain ahead. Live. Breathe. love. no alarm just […]