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The temperature rose. Skyrocketed. Sweat started dripping from the foreheads of everyone in the room. The water, or sweat, started to rise above their ankles, their knees. Meanwhile outside the world stood frozen solid.

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.09.2013 @ 10:25 am

Listlessly she typed
Hungrily he battled plague
Thirstily we careened across existence
Meanwhile, our destiny’s bore down on us
Telling us that no matter what we did
The outcome would always be the same

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.09.2013 @ 10:23 am

I didn’t move. I stood and stood. The minutes passed. The hours trickled by. The days took a sledgehammer to my mind because i knew that while I stood there locked inside myself, everyone I knew was dying.

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.09.2013 @ 10:21 am

I ate it. i slobbered and giggled and chomped on it. It was squishy and it tasted so good. My senses were exploding as i took bite after bite. I couldn’t stop noshing on it.

Meanwhile, 5 thousand stood without food in a kill area with the button saying, “Start.”

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.09.2013 @ 10:19 am


I know very little about manhattan
I know that it is a city
and a very big one at that
many books have it as a setting
and I’m not sure why
why there and not here.
is anywhere really more important than another place
is manhattan any more important the nashville?

» Posted By Breezeway On 05.16.2013 @ 12:16 pm


I’ve never drank beer.
I don’t plan to drink beer.
I don’t judge people who drink beer.
Beer is good in moderation.
I know someone who almost killed themselves with beer.
I love him.
I don’t want beer to take his life.

» Posted By Breezeway On 05.08.2013 @ 8:37 am


stories are told to those who listen
those who listen will hear
stories will fall down through generations
and be passed from ear to ear

stores are told to those who listen

» Posted By Breezeway On 05.07.2013 @ 5:46 am


The timeline is never solid is never straight is never so exact to let you know the answers of the future or the past just by looking at paper or into your mind.

» Posted By Breezeway On 05.02.2013 @ 4:38 pm

If you see the timeline
You must be a time lord
and if your a time lord
then you must know it all
and if you know it all
then you can be anything
and if you can be anything
you can be the doctor
doctor who?

» Posted By Breezeway On 05.02.2013 @ 4:35 pm


In the days that ensue, the earth will turn dark. The waves will be thin and the lights will be grim. The land will dry up. The air will slither in and out of lungs of those without purpose to begin and sing of hope for none is all there is tomorrow.

» Posted By Breezeway On 04.30.2013 @ 3:14 pm


I watched the street with black waves calling
The mid-day sun abroad and burning
A crow alighted to the scorching turf
And slowly turned to see the earth
The land was all but black and white
And then the crow flew into the night

» Posted By Breezeway On 04.29.2013 @ 6:29 am


The build you up
they are the foundation
the strictly solid
wall of the nation
they are red and brown
and go up and down
dont mess with bricks
they will brick you up

» Posted By Breezeway On 03.22.2013 @ 9:37 pm


why is the world so weathered and worn and weary and wary and all together not in shape
so oblong and so long and so hopelessly distraught in the ways of dissension and direly thought
why is the world so fickle and volatile

» Posted By Breezeway On 02.21.2013 @ 8:20 am

The weathered rock sat in the sun
No moss or lichen grew
The weathered rock just sat and waited
As the sun went down and out came the moon
The weathered rock sat silently
As the night faded by and by

» Posted By Breezeway On 02.20.2013 @ 6:09 pm


I am growing up.
I am no longer a child.
No longer a child with innocence and grandeur beyond the ages, but rather a man who has seen and heard things he cannot unhear.

» Posted By Breezeway On 02.08.2013 @ 1:15 pm


It’s the end.
Finally, but it’s not over.
The world has come to a close, but life has just begun.
Without the gates to close, the door shall forever be open.
But the angel’s carcass leaves a silver platter.
Nothing but morsels to spare.
The frontier of fragile shards leads the way to freedom.
Let’s take the drop and leap of faith, the end is here.
But the beginning is near.

» Posted By Breezeway On 01.14.2013 @ 6:58 am


She sat patient.
He was not.
He wanted to marry now, so he popped the question.
She said no.
It left him broken.
Broken by self fault.

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.14.2012 @ 10:57 am

How can I be patient.
The seconds
are tick
tick ticking away
I sit in silence with the door staring at me
It hasn’t opened yet.
I look at my watch.
Its only been a few seconds
Feels like hours.
Will she live?

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.14.2012 @ 6:49 am


I am determined to deter the fog
I blew and blew and blew as it cam in as thick as pea soup
But no matter how I blew
It came
Till I couldn’t even see my feet
Or my fingers
And i stood
Alone on the earth
In the fog

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.12.2012 @ 8:48 pm

I am determined to be the best
The best there ever was
I gotta catch’em all
I must travel across the land
Searching far and wide
These pokémon to understand, the power that’s inside!!

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.12.2012 @ 8:45 pm


Generally I don’t like to present, but this time it was different.
I was completely prepared and even excited when the lights turned on and the curtain rose.
The crowd hushed and I walked on stage.

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.11.2012 @ 8:09 am

He was presented as a prize, as winnings of the battle.
“slave come here!” his new master yelled.
Tallow walked slowly in his shackled state up to his master.
“Make me dinner.”
“I can’t I’m shackled.”

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.11.2012 @ 8:07 am

I presented the slimy slug to her.
She recoiled and stuck her hands out to accept it.
“I now dub thee the slug queen!”
She smiled then dropped the slug and started dancing around in a circle grumbling, “Yuck! Uck!”

» Posted By Breezeway On 12.11.2012 @ 8:03 am


Time cannot be measured.
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades, centuries, millenniums
none of these are real
time is relative
and created by
the human mind

» Posted By Breezeway On 11.15.2012 @ 8:26 am

he measured again
and again
then walked back inside
the room was even bigger this time!!
how could the outside be so small, yet the inside so large
it was defying physics like never before
Unfortunately he was using two different measuring tapes

» Posted By Breezeway On 11.15.2012 @ 8:24 am


i step gingerly into the cold water as it laps up my toes and envelopes my feet whole. I want to sink into it more but I can already feel the numbness in my feet and my whole body shivers so I step back out because I fear getting sick.

» Posted By Breezeway On 11.02.2012 @ 10:57 am

The stairs went up and up without stop up
leading higher and higher into up
the sky and the milky clouds up
the atmosphere is thin up
the view is fantastic up
and the steps up
keep going up
up up

» Posted By Breezeway On 11.02.2012 @ 10:55 am



» Posted By Breezeway On 11.01.2012 @ 11:08 am

Its presence above the mantle
Always gave me chills
And now I know why the glossy vase
Made me so sad
It holds ashes
The ashes of the mother I never met

» Posted By Breezeway On 11.01.2012 @ 11:07 am

I can feel his presence.
he stands behind me and breathes sweet breath on my neck.
“Don’t” I say
But he disregards and hugs me with vigor.
I push him away in final defiance.
“Not anymore”

» Posted By Breezeway On 11.01.2012 @ 11:00 am

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