I am indeed the best butt of some inside joke  snicker, sure, cos it seems legit to you to do it but  Just think a minute - tick tock tick tick tick - What if it were you? Huh, boo? What to do? Easy to pretend, ignore, deny deny deny But try to see it, iook through my... Continue Reading →

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Why don’t I believe in God? That, my friend, is a loaded question and the bullets are defined and honed to offend, no matter what my response   But since you asked, and remember, this is my opinion, not yours - I think the fundamental lessons that we learn from birth, that unbidden and undefined... Continue Reading →

dying in a drowning embrace

Passion burns and she gasps Earthshake quivering over a rigid rising when he pulls the pleasure from her belly Rhythmic motion of riding the ocean sighs He watches desire rise from her chest It's a tsunami of tangled bodies Her cries rise like a bird in flight Both clinging to love like a life preserver... Continue Reading →

Splintered Petals

She sits quietly Staring at her hands Lost in thought Her fingers writhe like snakes Entangled and ensnared Caught in her lap Caught in her eye She sits quietly Staring at her hands Her thoughts writhe like snakes Entangled, ensnared Caught in the word-trap Caught in her sighs She sits quietly Staring at her hands Her... Continue Reading →

a horrified shadow

If you have never felt hunger a desperation so deep in your gut that it gnaws at your bones and it speaks in vernacular tongues whispering to your pain addled brain in the devil’s voice it denies, tries to convince your starving stomach that it doesn't need that sustenance then you have no right to... Continue Reading →

I'm just a girl, you know. I love pretty things like fire and sunrises Flutterbyes and bloodsauce - stuff like that But deeper down, along the Pathway to the Other There is a beautiful well in the middle of nowhere I want to believe it still contains magic That maybe wishes do come true I... Continue Reading →

I'm drunk and I'm pissed off about it. I also don't care so I don't know where that leaves us, except with me wishing there was more fucking tequila and sort of regretting smashing the shit out of my filter in self-defence and solidarity ... mostly due to alcohol. Yeah so the hell what if... Continue Reading →

It's never been this way before It rattled me, the shattery explosion Awaking the sleeping giant The oceans roar, like breathing through A seizure of electric proportions The seabirds soared and called and sailed the breathless breezes it rattled me to my core - Being touched by lightning so similar to A glassbone rebirth So... Continue Reading →

You keep saying that I don't talk nor do I express myself,  well ask yourself why that could be let's see you utilise that brain for more than sexual function or romantic fantasy ask yourself again why I don't scream from rooftops from soul balconies what's locked inside of me; the way I love or hate... Continue Reading →

This story was written by my 10 year old son David as a surprise for me.  I am indeed, surprised and pleased,  I hope you will be too. Melanie "Sometimes a story gets so crowded you can't tell an original story anymore." Scott Cawthon • Part 1 He turned the key in the lock and... Continue Reading →

Don't be too kind to me. I'm only human and like it or not There's still a heart ticking away In here. Worse yet, it feels things and I'm tired. Stupid thing, it still wants to believe that maybe words aren't all doggerel and dirges secrets and lies and wooful design. so, please, don't be... Continue Reading →

Punches leave stains. people call them bruises but stains is more accurate. words leave stains, too. they hunch shoulders and they burn in your chest, and they mar your view of yourself until all you see is ugly. they scar your body in ways that no one else can see. some stains can be removed... Continue Reading →

There's a woman in the mirror that I barely recognise - maybe a little around the eyes and in the ghost of a smile that seems to tremble on the verge of - I'm not sure but I empathise with the wistfulness that lies behind the false facade window dressing you know, maybe it's a... Continue Reading →

The voice in my head is incessantly whining at me;  Don't start.  Stop Crying.  Big girls don't cry.  You're stronger than this. Gods, shut up already.  I'm not stronger than this, not remotely.  Perhaps once upon a time,  when I could breathe and move without scrutiny and suspicion, and without resignation, maybe then,  I was stronger.  Now,... Continue Reading →

Someone asked me what I feel, And to my own fault I responded The only way that I know how. Only Haywire live wire seemed apt. It makes no sense, perhaps, To anyone but me But that's what it feels like. It's as though my bones have been replaced And the new ones simply vibrate... Continue Reading →

I despise Reaper, currently That motherfucker is off Polishing his bone or playing Peeping Grim through some portal The perv. Hey!! BONEDADDY! Think you could stop rubbing one out And do your damned job? For once? Instead of dicking about? ©MelanieMcCurdie

It's something like a tornado the way the universe tends to turn. what's a girl to do, one thinks as she sprays her life with gaso/ line and lights a match just to watch it's birth; once, twice, thrice and again. she does nothing more than giggle, make popcorn and watch the world burn. "clear... Continue Reading →

Beauty is a misnomer and used in the wrong context. It should be used to describe objects that stun and awe, in appreciation of artistic effort and quality craftsmanship. In appreciation of Mother Nature's innate talents, both wrathful and benign. People are not beautiful; they are amazing and asinine, gorgeous and grotesque. Humanity is simply... Continue Reading →

I remember the racket. That noisy daemon behind the smile. How could I forget? Some say I fell in love with you that day and maybe they're right. Love as a brother, the first truthsayer in my life. My friend. What resonates strongest, and most often are those quiet sober moments that weren't laugher and gaiety,... Continue Reading →

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