NekomataGrl

 He lay awake in bed, blue eyes focused on his fused digits in the dim lights given off from his computer screen and his lover’s clock. A thousand and one things were running through his head and he could barely narrow his thoughts down to one coherent sentence. He’d been disturbed by the little shouting match he and Pickles had that evening over his addiction to body modification and it had given him quite a lot to think about. Why was he even alive? He’d hated this life, hated the man he worked for and half of the ideals he supposedly stood for. Doc had loved his job, though, and strove to break the barriers between God and

Dok’s Poem If ever there were a time of pain in that cold begotten night, Forever more the wound shall wane and pain be banished by morning light. And to you I present my body and soul, now unbroken, With my love’s deepest wish it be our eternal token, So that heaven nor hell may take it away, And I might come visit another day. My prayers are this, they encompass all; May God watch over you, may you never fall, My love, I will cherish you for all time, And if it pleases you, I’ll continue this lovely rhyme; If only to show I love you more than stars above And deeper than oceans below.

Poetry is… Immersed in passion Ineffable in nature Captured infinity Striking Alive Timeless and connected A snippet of the soul Inspired by a secret muse Provocative Intense Spirited pulse Darkness and light Created by insight Wretched and wondrous Innocence embodied Comfort Reality Human

Light I cannot remember meeting Love Or how he came to me. It seems as though I’ve known him For all eternity. His voice-so quiet His presence-so bright, I now know not The day from night. Now and again Our bodies mingle. Never at one Never are they single. Yet here we are Heart in heart Always together Never apart I am he And he is me And all together We are we Standing in the face Of all eternity.

Dance upon the Wind Her skin As pale as The moon in full She floats With the majesty And blessing of God Though blind Her red eyes See all before her Her love Will not end In the stale summer She flies Towards the clouds With all her strength Climbing higher Than the stars Dancing upon the wind

Dance upon the Earth Quiet darkness Surrounds her body And calms her soul Her eyes Reflect the granite In her stern gaze Her embrace Is stronger than The ox at work Her center In all things Is a definitive pulse. Her body Is the ineffable Beginning of all things The ground Trembles as she Dances upon the earth.

Dance upon the Water The ocean Kisses her feet As she moves forward Her gaze As serene as The drifting blue tide. Her hair Flows quietly over Strong and firm shoulders Her cheeks Flush light pink In the morning sun. She’s adorned In rippling blue And bright glinting silver She is A rising pillar Dancing upon the water.

Man How ignorant is man To think he knows everything To think he has the right To put words in God’s mouth How arrogant is man To lay claim to everything To think he has the power To put a price on God’s land And here he is In the image of God A man only perfect In his own imperfections And there he goes With the very essence of God Off into eternity To spread his pestilence and woes For the earth man’s created Is a fetid and wretched place That even God would not touch Not even on a rainy day Man is brutal Man is a beast And he expects love to be handed to him Without paying anything in return How fool

Sally looked up, a sad smile gracing her lurid features. The past few weeks had been a trip through heaven and hell. “I suppose I’m becoming a liability to you, now,” she murmured. Hiram nodded, loading the pistol as she spoke. He couldn’t look at her. “You’re a good man.” “I won’t change.” “I know. I never expected you to.” The final bullet landed softly into its chamber and she spoke again. “I won’t pretend to understand what you’ve been through.” “Good.” “I wish there was something I could do.” “There’s nothing