Deviant Login Shop  Join deviantART for FREE Take the Tour
×

:iconmondays-emblem: More from mondays-emblem


More from deviantART



Details

Submitted on
October 4, 2013
File Size
861 bytes
Link
Thumb

Stats

Views
35
Favourites
3 (who?)
Comments
2
×
the buses pass by
like animals in the night time light
they look hungry and so i hurry
my steps and like skipping
records or rocks
they put me past my pace.

running is like falling is like
grazing past an old ghost
what i really mean is
a burnt out flame.

it’s getting used up
by the little birds
and the flying swallows all laugh
as i tuck my hair beneath
the belt that works so hard
to hold me together.

the smell of glue is addictive
an adhesive that catches
at every synaptic nerve
ending in your brain
where the fear likes to live.

lay low and wait
for ankles and the itch
to fade.
I've not been around much; a huge chunk of my life is in the process of changing. Some of that's good, but most of it is so scary I can't tell if it's good or bad yet. I haven't written much lately, but here's something.
:icontremillian:
Tremillian Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Keep it up. Write whenever you can.  You'll have days where you won't write, but it's so easy to pick back up. Hang in there.
Reply
:iconmondays-emblem:
mondays-emblem Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2014
Thank you very much. :)
Reply
Add a Comment: