mongrelI haven't done this sort of thing in ages. It tickles.
~the-fucshia-murders
PrudenceNewest
To ArieWe kiss each other's clothes offTo Arie
letting them fall and disappear,
touch smiles in the dark. We aren't
the first people to feel this but
oh,
we'll pretend
that nobody has cupped this shoulder,
traced lips on this throat
and felt precisely
this
when we are resplendent in spent bodies.
Because we are not afraid,
and we are not saints.
by ~the-fucshia-murders
The WeatherBeesThe Weather
We swarm out of the assembly hall buzzing intensely as one huge mass of excitement. It’s finally here! and the tension is almost too much to bear. The good kids are wandering around with strange smiles because all of a sudden they don’t have ‘school nights’ to answer to, just Macca’s queues, the cool sanctum of movie theatres hot sand lazy mornings crazy nights and sometimes their mums. The first storm of summer finally tears the sky apart, sending down upon us muc
by ~the-fucshia-murders
wallsI saw you waiting for the dam walls to fracture and weep casting ghosts of dampness skulking across the surface until someone will patch it up so good you'd never tell any different.walls
You want those fractures to grow climaxing in a veritable tsunami of debris and low-lying towns being dragged away. Then you'd have to start the darn thing all over again. But we can just talk, baby. We can just stand here and talk.
by ~the-fucshia-murders
Favourites
WallsTell me -- did realityWalls
ever see such dedication
sitting on it's plate?
And turn me -- far enough from anger
so I probably won't remember
and I'll get a good night's sleep.
While you're showing -- you're closing --
it's growing over my head.
Little words for little people -- all around.
Little king came to me
wanting back his little crown.
Turn me off to wonder and -- number me down.
There's only so much innocence
left to go around.
&nbs
by ~aadagio
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