• Peskiper commented on the post, tempting 1 year, 4 months ago

    there is a tempting force that rests within the depths of me each time the thought of you attacks my dreams. where is this weakness that you so easily consume and embrace?

  • Peskiper commented on the post, fleet 4 years, 7 months ago

    An escape leads to another trap. It’s the fleet in between. The plane of space, lasting only a time’s breath, where we float in freedom.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, sly 4 years, 8 months ago

    What was about it, this unbearably sly promise he had slipped between my lips. As though a promise that I could not speak, and yet it speaks through me and within me, remaining only in my ears, alas.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, desolation 4 years, 8 months ago

    In the depth of their animosity, there is a curious, codependent calamity that lies between them. An forbidden creation rising from this desolation they call mutual hatred.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, educated 4 years, 9 months ago

    Consumed by a need to fix this insipid boy with a firm scolding on self preservation, he stilled himself and told his conscience instead that it wasn’t the nature of an educated misanthrope.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, crystal 4 years, 9 months ago

    He was made of sharp angles, crystals that bite the skin at the smoothest touch. No one ever tried. No one ever dared. Except this one, who would bleed just for a caress.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, coil 4 years, 9 months ago

    When eyes found her and the floor was sheet white, as empty as the sky and the walls, and she was the only color, she being what she was, only bloomed and bloomed as she coiled.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, framework 4 years, 9 months ago

    The state of things between them was going an unusual familiarity for him. It was this intricate and paradoxical framework that joins together opposing forces that can never BE without each other.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, unknown 4 years, 9 months ago

    There wasn’t a point in their conversations that cuddled him in comfort. Yet, she was amenable. And a moment passed that gave him that thought that maybe it was that strange kindness, so unknown to him, that made her dangerous.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, latitude 4 years, 9 months ago

    The beating swayed him to drop in directions, in perfect view of their faces. The faces for which he was taking in silence every hit that could mean his death. In the final blow that did it, he fell upon the latitude that made him watch the others being butchered.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, backtrack 4 years, 9 months ago

    The hardest was to look over one’s shoulder. The past belonged on the impression on the dirt his shoes had left behind. To backtrack and dirty his feet again a second time would be a journey too unsettling and condescending.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, mountainous 4 years, 9 months ago

    The glare that searched him through the hoard of children was biting. In desperation, he avoided what could only be the only other mountainous figure among little hills that jolted around them in excitement, wishing in that moment that he himself be the littlest hill.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, severe 4 years, 9 months ago

    Really, it was in that insignificant instance when he first saw him again, after a stretch of time that seemed impossible to measure, this rigid back of the man who broke him and severed him from emotion, that he realized his was a mortal, one who was living and breathing in pain.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, weathered 4 years, 9 months ago

    They appeared in a field, where a lonesome house sat, and there they found her. She was covered in twigs and leaves, face weathered by the breeze. It was the state of utter happiness that she embodied.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, temple 4 years, 9 months ago

    It was that treacherous storm that was silent but powerful, enclosing around him and within him. Just waiting until he crumbled into tormented ruins. To be swept away in pieces.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, wilderness 4 years, 9 months ago

    The eve of his death was a wilderness of desire to be free. To run through the waves of chaos that made his life what it was. It was acceptance.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, desperation 4 years, 9 months ago

    It was with a fit of desperation that she had decided to be coward and leave. There was nothing for after. No future for her, none that she wanted. So what really was the point of it all? Life seemed such a waste of time.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, footprint 4 years, 9 months ago

    In this haunting silence, the footprints of unspoken words were ghosts that followed her. She was voiceless, her tongue full but still and rotten.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, airport 4 years, 9 months ago

    It was always going to be among the company of empty seats, always the stale air and the sight of people leaving, that he felt the least confused and alone. Stupid airports, commercializing loneliness.

  • Peskiper commented on the post, fought 4 years, 9 months ago

    In the height of their triumph, she sank in a silence that could not be fought or conquered. The cause had been delivered and served to those who must be avenged. What was now the point of living?