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Heyo! This is a doing-things-with-the-words thread! If you care for poetry or short stories/prose, this is a place for ya to discuss/appreciate pieces you really enjoy or even share your own, if you'd like. I'm sure the kind folks around these parts wouldn't mind giving it a once over if you're looking for second opinions, advice, or any of that. I'd love to swap pieces to read with anyone willing, because I kinda be scribblin' a lot. Cheers!
(The Scribble in question from the discord convo that sparked this thread, fresh eyes much appreciated.)
Devourer, Devouree
Devourer, Devouree
I think I might be dead.
I like driving with the window down,
Because when the wind tugs at my hair,
It carries away the absence of your fingers
But I can't ever get rid of it all
It always lingers.
Drifting away leaves a lot behind,
Can't help it that we're all born to lose.
Nicotine runs Serpentine through my red streams,
Blunt smoke hangs around my hazy head it's a plague in my grimy garden bed - bloodied hedges, darkened sunsets, Ripped off hundreds, bloody bludgeons form my mind.
It's all swept up under the brain rug
So my eyes light up, water soaked wall-plug
I feel the rain in my blood,
Soften up the chest,
But before then,
Go deaf
Submit to the noise,
Sounds all-consuming me,
Devourer, Devouree.
And then a collection of short stories I really enjoy! If you enjoy sci-fi I highly recommend this author. He also does lovely YouTube things.
Happy wording!
(The Scribble in question from the discord convo that sparked this thread, fresh eyes much appreciated.)
Devourer, Devouree
Devourer, Devouree
I think I might be dead.
I like driving with the window down,
Because when the wind tugs at my hair,
It carries away the absence of your fingers
But I can't ever get rid of it all
It always lingers.
Drifting away leaves a lot behind,
Can't help it that we're all born to lose.
Nicotine runs Serpentine through my red streams,
Blunt smoke hangs around my hazy head it's a plague in my grimy garden bed - bloodied hedges, darkened sunsets, Ripped off hundreds, bloody bludgeons form my mind.
It's all swept up under the brain rug
So my eyes light up, water soaked wall-plug
I feel the rain in my blood,
Soften up the chest,
But before then,
Go deaf
Submit to the noise,
Sounds all-consuming me,
Devourer, Devouree.
And then a collection of short stories I really enjoy! If you enjoy sci-fi I highly recommend this author. He also does lovely YouTube things.
Happy wording!
