Word is that some words don't exist. Maybe, it's possible....or maybe I'm simply losing it. All that I am, all that can be fighting between drug-fueled dreams, and hectic realities. Tell me, my dear, what is the time the white rabbit has gone, and I haven't had the guts to follow since I last read … Continue reading Forgotten Project #9: Insomniatic
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Facebook Short Poetry Series #15
In dreams we searched for it, fantastic fantasies of whimsy that lead down paths that never knew of potholes skid-marks, or memory ribbons. We sang, we danced, and were unafraid of the tightness in our chest because we knew, we knew, it wasn't illness, or fear, it was happiness, it was Joy, it was peace. … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #15
Day 18: Part 2…The Day Off
Well as it is titled, this is my day off. Part 1 was written in the early hours of day 18, which means that I hadn't actually experienced day 18 yet. And I didn't actually experience much of day 18 except watching Dante's Peak, and Volcano, passing out on my couch at 8am, waking up … Continue reading Day 18: Part 2…The Day Off
Faith Taryn Davies 