Lilies
The Chair Living room, kitchen, office. Living room, kitchen, office. Today, I found myself pacing though my commonplace home, wearing out the gray shag carpet and 80's style linoleum. Insipid white walls blurred into a foggy mist as I kept traipsing tediously around. I glanced briefly at my surroundings with each stride. I detected a lamp! And a desk, with nothing of importance on it. And two faded couches that looked like they had been assaulted by one too many angry fluffy cats. Oh, and there was another lamp!The Chair
The OrchardI knew there was something wrong about him ever since I first laid my eyes on him. He had an evil and foreign way of moving through the orchard; he was way too fast and slippery. He seemed to run like water. Also, he smelt sour, bitter, and revolting; he smelt worse than the swamp that I live in now. His brightness was terrifying; had he been normal like, he would have looked colder. Everyone else seemed to share my opinion. My brother, King snake, was quite fearful of the newcomer, but then again, my brother has always been a coward. Mamba and Cobra just laugh at the newThe Orchard
The AlienThere Far Away Ensconced within his own mediationsThe Alien
Oblivious to the laughter Humans all about him The tide of love washing over from soul to soul The Interconnected Spirit of amorous companions The flowing intimacy and the dark despair lurking in their hearts
Severed from society Apathetic to conformity Alone in his beauty Narcissus without malice Adonis lost to contemplate
Chameleon eyes Shifting Verdigris to golden fawn Like the juncture of spring to autumn
MORE TO COME! UNFINISHED!
StingMyLipsThe exciting burn of orange juiceStingMyLips
rushing over chapped lips is one of the greatest feelings in the world.
Don't think so? I'll explain.
The first part of this equation is the delicious orange juice. I prefer Simply Orange or Tropicana, I just think they taste better. So, I have my favorite orange juice, check.
Part two, you have chapped lips -- not my favorite. But with chapped lips comes the urge to lick them
or to put some sort of coating on them, chapstick or whatever your preference is, to keep the cracking
down to a minimal. So, the way I figu
| I AM ME!?!?!?!?!? |
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"She's a Betty-Crocker-soccer-mommy Oscar nominee for casseroles and faking it in bed." Ludo, "Elektra's Complex"
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I change how I act around different people subconsciously, and it doesn't mean I'm fake, because to be me, is to be ever changing.
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I'm hiding your face from government officials with unhealthy addictions to fish sticks.
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Nightwatch: united against resource abuse.
Visit =What-lies-behind a club for background stockers and stock users!
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My art*Cat-in-the-mist
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"The shadow proves the sunshine"
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