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blast
like a fire in a straw, the immense beauty of the sparks shot across the room with the blast of the gun.
sponge
sitting at the bottom of the sea, slight movements with the tug and pull of the tow, he sits and waits for something, anything to come along. absorption is his daily regimen, never tiring only enduring. maybe today will be different...
pleased
smiling to herself, she sat back and marveled at what had unfolded before her. having no idea she was capable of such a masterpiece, she had pleasantly surprised herself.
lease
almost expired, they took one more joyride through the mountains, trying to jumble anything they could for a souvenir. the car had been too good to them over the years, it was hard to think they would have to start all over again.
secure
tucked in at night, blanket up to his face, night light on, teddy bear under arm, the little boy feels secure. there's no waking mommy and daddy tonight.
salute
the depth of white caps were blinding in the sun, row upon row of 45 degree angles, both intimidating and beautiful. the want to be one and the fear of what it would mean.
salute
STANDING, HAND OVER EYES, AS IF TO GUARD FROM THE SUN. IN REALITY, THE RESPECTFUL MOTION IS A NOD TO SUPERIORITY, AN UNDERSTANDING THAT WHAT IS IS AND WHAT ONCE WAS WAS AND THAT IT ALWAYS WILL BE.
trend
coming and going, like a door swinging with the breeze. going in, then out, the back in again. never constant or perfectly shut, always open for more.
trend
following trends is like bobbing in a sea of waves on an inner tube. you might catch a good one, but other times you just fall through the middle or get tossed off completely. you might think you look good out there bobbing in the waves, but sometimes- you just look like a bobble head.
spike
poking into my skin, i didn't think it would hurt this bad. pretty diamond so beautiful, but so painful. looking in the mirror afterwards, i couldn't help but wonder what was going through my head when i made that decision...