Oh chrysalis of cloth, surround me! Wrap me in your soft embrace, And warm my body! Let me be snug, and safe, away from the world. Oh chrysalis of cloth, support me! Let my weary body rest, And recline on springs. Let me be free from burdens and heavy eyes. Oh chrysalis of cloth, absorb … Continue reading Simple Pleasures: Ode to my Bed
Category: Vignettes
Simple Pleasures: A Walk in the Rain
It’s dark outside today, The clouds are grey and thick with rain That falls, a wall of grey and song. Little drops, so cool and clear, Are little notes that all combine In a symphony of musical noise. It’s lonely outside today, The park is empty and abandoned, There’s no one here, save me The … Continue reading Simple Pleasures: A Walk in the Rain
The Boy with the Bell
I didn't know what to do. I ran through the ruins of what had once been New York, dodging flames and crossing rubble. I didn't know what had happened, but I couldn't afford to wait around. I had to escape, I had to find my way out before he, no, before it, could... I saw … Continue reading The Boy with the Bell
Tick Tock
Tick... tock... tick... tock... tick... tock. Every click of the clock resonates and echoes beyond what I ever though possible, filling my house, filling my head. Tick... tock... tick... tock. Each resounding tick and every resounding tock is like a knife in my chest, like a bullet in my head. I cover my ears and … Continue reading Tick Tock
The Epiphany
He saw something beyond the world as he knew it. It shone like a beacon to the heavens, burned brighter than the light of a million suns, and seemed larger than the entire universe put together. He saw it stretch into forever, he saw its light flow from a source as distant from him as … Continue reading The Epiphany
The Helping Hand
A man was lost in a void. No heat, no light, no up, no down, no time, no space, no matter, no idea, no hope. He had no will or strength left, all he could do was sink in the cold, blind, silent emptiness. He fell, but heard no wind. He decayed, but felt no … Continue reading The Helping Hand
The Pit
The hole in the ground scared the girl. She found it in the forest on her walk, and when she looked into its depths she saw… nothing. It was so dark that she couldn't see the bottom, or even the sides. She dropped a rock into it and waited for a splash… and waited, and … Continue reading The Pit
Falling
The wind whistled in my ears. My limbs flailed wildly. I grasped about for ground, but nothing was there. I looked down, hoping to see the end of the fall. I saw no ground beneath me. I saw the gaping, toothy maw, and a gullet beyond that led into total darkness. I fell into the … Continue reading Falling
When the Night has Fallen
When the night has fallen, I hear the chirp of the crickets, the rustle of leaves, the whistling wind, and the patter of feet. When the night has fallen, I feel the chill of the autumn air from the window, the folds of the sheets, and the frozen fear in my nerves. When the night … Continue reading When the Night has Fallen
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