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the aura of aurora, halos around the streetlights lining the sidewalks, one outside the twenty four hour diner, another in front of the old movie house now home to some earth-worship cult.
» Posted By grey On 02.06.2015 @ 12:03 am
it’s a music school down the street
next to the acupuncture house
and sometimes the lights are on and
i can see kids, adults
people holding violins and
smiling in the amber colored light
looking proud to have learned
something that day
while i’m getting in my car
pinholes red on my arms
trying to recenter myself
wishing i was joining a band
instead of just waking up from
an indulgent midday nap
paid for by my employer
my insurance company
» Posted By grey On 01.28.2015 @ 10:05 pm
there once was a large event that happened. it was in a circus. a circus event. the men would go there to cheat on their wives and the women would go there to see the men cheating on their wives and imagine their futures. the bears would dance, and the aligators would cry.
» Posted By grey On 08.19.2012 @ 10:14 pm
screaming and fighting
punching my ribcage,
struggling to escape,
I am afraidafraidafraid
please don’t please
my chest hurts
» Posted By Grey On 10.28.2011 @ 11:28 am
still I could not bear to see her
still I could not bear to leave her
“Nothing you could do,”
» Posted By Grey On 10.28.2011 @ 11:10 am
Birth is something beautiful. It means creation of a new life. Something that only us living things can do. It brings new meaning and hope. Even when all the hope in the world has vanished, this one word, one thing can bring out the hope. Its something that never ceases to exist. It brings joy and happiness =)
» Posted By Grey On 05.09.2011 @ 7:13 am
ly place the girl. the spritley trouble maker. magically moving. infecting. smiling forward in stereo. surround laughter. echo. warmth from my chest. beating to the rythmn of reflected joy. closer. to touch. the feel of her breath. colder. colder. stronger. forced. reality awakens. the ghosts disappear. grey outlines. grey page. the sounds of wind and rain. never stopping. just fading out. to the cacophony. the confines of the world. back in my shell. safe in my shell. alone in my shell. a ghost in my shell.
» Posted By grey On 05.07.2011 @ 3:02 pm
it was a big huge brown board that looked over the bed . it was bold. it stared at us every time we entered the room. so one day we decided to do something about it.
» Posted By Grey On 08.23.2010 @ 12:56 am
Asking for answers but with nobody to hear the question, the questions change sublety as if to evade their core. No answer can be had.
» Posted By Grey On 08.18.2008 @ 1:53 pm
Spots are something that you see on cows. But a spot is also a place! One of my favorite spots used to let you smoke inside. Because of the recent North Carolina anti-smoking laws, I can’t smoke inside my favorite spot anymore. It makes me sad. If I wanted to quit I would.
» Posted By Grey On 01.14.2010 @ 10:02 pm
shift your stuff where u can manage them better that way u will even have more space here in the hall.think about it its not even that difficult
» Posted By grey On 01.02.2010 @ 12:14 pm
» Posted By Grey On 11.13.2009 @ 10:00 pm
the tiny rain falls onto the sidewalk with a gentle pitter pat. I smile and dance beneath it. it’s so calming, so delicious. sweet… like candy. yes. this is perfection.
» Posted By Grey On 02.25.2010 @ 10:23 am
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used to play a lot more. memories. small objects. where did that time go? my first memories I had a green bucket full of cars.
» Posted By grey On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am