Life keeps slipping awaywe are the lost and the abused,fired, forgotten, beaten, and broken. Forget all the dreams of days gone,you’re left in the rut of reality,never to see the day,never to sleep the night, One last fix, it’s all you need,the slide of the blade,the blast of the sulfur,bring…
What happens when you are supposed to be working on one project, but cannot think, focus, or concentrate? You write some other meaningless piece. This is the product of perhaps too much caffeine, not enough sleep, and an attempt to not be so wasteful of the 30 minutes it took to write……
What is it to be alone? How can someone personify the sensation? Alone is the sensation of life, of such brilliance all around, such beauty, so many things, so many thoughts. Only to find yourself watching, never to touch, never to see, never to smell, never to experience. Alone is…
No one can remember exactly when it all began, but the consensus seems to be about 2 weeks ago. We all know what happened, or at least we all have a theory of what happened. Two weeks ago, a Tuesday evening, just like any other Tuesday that had ever been.…
It’s a normal summer day, the sun is out, and the weather is entirely too hot for Bob, sitting in front of the computer, he contemplates what to do. “Should I write a story? Perhaps a poem?”. Sitting in a state of frustration he scratches thoughtfully at the side of…
The air is cold and humid, this early in the morning. We crawl forward inching forward ever so slowly. I can feel the cold of the ground piercing through my uniform into my chest and my legs. The dew has made our suits wet, and some of the fleshing from…
