Severed Cords

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Crawling blades of grass,
Plummeting plateau,
Bubbling suds cascading down,
Briny depths await below,
Aquatic departure,
Pristine submission,
Wooden pier,
Viridescent canoe,
Fishermen’s knot,
Man rolls luggage,
Wheels skip boastfully,
Schoolboy jolting towards the playground,
Eager to abscond the miasma,
From the reason he was animated,
To the denouement of my misery,
Belongings thrown posthaste,
Onto the adjacent side,
Machete poised and ready,
Sever the noose attached,
Unplug the silver cord that lost its spark,
Snatch oars in arms’ reach,
Row towards the new horizon,
Mistaken for vintage,
Imagery shrinkage,
Implosion internal bleeding,
Water’s surface spread pastel,
Violet and indigo and cerulean,
Darkest before the dawn,
For water knows no drink,
Apollo peeks prior its peak,
Rubicund and saffron and topaz too,
Hope exists regardless of where you are

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Boy Toy

The rapist led me to my therapist,
He said I’m beyond repair,
For me to take these pills,
Sedate the roots of my despair,

Men will be the death of me,
He said I’m incomplete,
For me to sabotage myself,
Abandon flout sanity,

Prior trauma soaked ’til soggy,
He said I’m better off,
For me to disown hope,
And leave my life to chance aloft,

Even benign recollection,
He said that love dies,
For me to toss my halo,
Downgrade to a carnival prize,

Negligence is winning the lottery,
He said it beats abuse,
For me to undeceive,
Mediocre sex ties my noose,

Patriarchy exists no more,
He likes to walk away,
For me to learn my lesson,
Mourning to morning night to day,

Married guys their spouse a nuisance,
He wants a change of pace,
For me his younger model,
Now he wants to redeem his space,

I’m just someone men take frustration on,
He said it’s our little secret,
For me to keep it shut,
And leave it open when he needs it

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Life in Pink

Unrushed presence Swaying trees holding close to the wind
Comfortable satire Undulating canopy held tight
Effortless expression Crashing waves like magic spells cast
Soft kisses Clouds nullify blinding sunlight
Vulnerable emotions Prey scurry in caution hands pressed to heart
Trembling hands Unsure of the trusting scenery inside a world apart
Assuring smile The lion turns the other cheek
Safe haven The lamb knows it should leave
Longing glance Both creatures stare in a trance
Balanced interdependence Equals apart from the food chain
Butterflies undead Fear melts away onto the grassy meadow
Passion ensues Running towards each other eagerly
Caring words growls and groans are exchanged
Selfless deeds A world of roses plucked to flatter
Unconditional love angels singing from above a hopeless place
Beautiful touch Paws rest on black wool of the outcast’s heart
Divine anticipation Small hooves brush onto the mane’s soul
Elegant solution Similarities and differences aren’t destined to clash
Romantic act Life will always be wandering the fields
Everlasting covenant Forgetting fear’s daunting existence

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The Ritual

Good morning to my addicted fallen angels! Feel free to partake a generous portion of pure selfish indulgence today! Whether it’s liquor or cigarettes or food or sex or even love. But despite all the loved ones in our lives that we hold dear, aren’t we all just selfish and alone? Maybe I’m just paranoid or maybe I’m a bit touched in the head but from my life experience as of now, I realized that you can never know, trust, or rely on someone 100%. Perhaps some of us cannot accept these harsh truths. And maybe this theory doesn’t only have to do with people. Co-dependency and always feeling like it’s not enough is where addiction is born and forged into our minds. Some of us who have acknowledged our unique addiction tend to gravitate towards anonymous meetings if they choose to seek help. Unfortunately, sometimes an addiction exists yet is never treated or even admitted by the addictor. So they continue to let their addiction consume them as it gets bigger and bigger and harder to control. Some even think it’s the norm. The ritual revolving around the seven deadly sins peaks the most interest. Let’s be honest: Overeat. Seek vengeance. Hookup with a sexy stranger. Don’t go to church. Pity those who are less fortunate. Always get more than you need. Backstab a friend for they have what you don’t. We all do it but that doesn’t mean it’s good for you. If you have an addiction to anything, seek help immediately because it will only get worse if left untreated. I have been discussing addiction in a few of my previous posts because, personally, I have come to realize that I have a certain type of addiction too. If you read any of my archives, you’ll probably figure it out yourself. Have a wonderful day! Over and out.

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Hetero-crush

She shows shimmering shadows shrouding her shining eyes,
Piercing pondering peek I sneak perpetually perceived,
Beautiful brunette brutality reinvents bountiful brilliance,
Literary little lady lavishingly lessen the labels’ lament,
Creative cat creature cream of the crop cultivating captivation,
Truly tethered to tactical text transcribed tentatively,
Wonderful woman willingly wandering around my world,
Absolutely annointed with abstract antiquity aspiring apparatus,
Madam medley merely making me more and more muddled,
For finally finding a female friend fretting away my faggot finesse

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Green Heart

“Don’t pity your peers,
You still have a lot to learn too,
Differed generations clash not blend,
Subtlety enamored in the crowd,
Usual escape for you haven’t shielded today,
Try walking somewhere other than main street,
Abandon the path most traveled by,
Explore the outskirts beyond your comfort zone,
Cast fear aside along with its proud mate,
Sustain compassion and love without its arrogant facade,
We’re all human subconsciously confiscating ourselves,
To please ambivalent people who seem to never stick around,
Shameless unconditional respect for your brethren,
High school never ends unless you initiate its demise,
Monogamy and polygamy are matters of opinion you suppose,
Wonder how your actions may harm someone in the crossfire,
Lived in the same place your whole life yet never trekked beyond the course of routine,
Turn off the music meandering through the bundled up wires,
Plugged into your ears to listen to the birds calling out for attention,
Say hello to the child you tend to misread,
Allow external forces to peek past your stubborn paranoia,
Seek refuge in the ones who stuck around through the precipitation,
Unlock your crown and the organ nested below,
The more you learn the more you realize how naive you really are,
Just another subject to trials and tribulations no exception,
You may want to absorb his pain just so he feels better,
But you are your own top priority, The weight of the world is not your burden to bare,”

My heart whispers to me during these chronic sleepless night,
But these lessons of life didn’t just materialize out of thin air,
They were written at its core beneath the depths of denial,
Etched onto make-believe stone unveiled,
Once the Sun bleeds onto the surface of the lake in bright hues,
Morphing into darker shades til the horizon exerts the cold hard truth

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“Sleigh”

My eyes see more when they are closed,

Memories emanate threats no longer posed,

I can listen better when my mouth is shut,

Born and raised from the cut,

I can feel better when our hands don’t touch,

Loveless intimacy doesn’tΒ matter as much,

It doesn’t seem like people are people anymore,

Just living sex toys I can use then throw out the door,

I can breathe easier when I leave my comfort zone,

Can’t establish relationships only on the phone,

Confiding in friends I have feared to trust for so long,

And to swallow my pride will help me become strong,

Addiction is not just something you smoke or drink,

Eat or blow it could also be something you wouldn’t think,

Would cause such a catastrophic heartache,

OrΒ physical acts of love you can effortlessly fake

Steven Universe took my breath away!

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My new favorite show on Cartoon Network!

Steven Universe is an American animated television series created by Rebecca Sugar for Cartoon Network. It is the coming-of-age story of a young boy named Steven, who grows up with three magical aliens, the “Crystal Gems” Garnet, Amethyst and Pearl, and helps them protect the world from their own kind. A part of Cartoon Network Studios’ artist-driven “Shorts Program”, Steven Universe is the first Cartoon Network series to be created by a woman, and was developed by Sugar while she worked on the Cartoon Network series Adventure Time. It premiered on November 4, 2013.

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The Crystal Gems (from left to right): Pearl, Garnet, Steven, and Amethyst

The series begins with a boy named Steven Universe whose raised by three female aliens who form the group, The Crystal Gems. Garnet is the leader of the group. She’s the powerhouse and most wisest of the team. Pearl acts as the mother to Steven and Amethyst. She specializes in swordplay and is the most agile of the Crystal Gems. Amethyst is the wild child who often plays around with Steven. An aunt-figure to Steven whose weapon of choice is the whip. Steven, himself, is the child of the late Rose Quartz. Like his mother before him, Steven is a kind-hearted and compassionate person who relies on shields, force fields, and healing spit to aid the team. In the first season, he doesn’t know how to control his powers but season two conveys growth in his overall character.

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The show revolves around Steven Universe, a young boy whose learning to harness his power inherited from his mother, Rose Quartz.

The Crystal Gems each have a gem they were born with somewhere on their person. (i.e. Steven’s bellybutton, Garnet’s hands, Pearl’s forehead, Amethyst’s chest). They are not human but part of an alien race composed of entirely female-looking yet asexual creatures who have humanoid bodies. They can develop relationships with each other. Viewers and the media often mistake the show has having to do with lesbian superheroes. Steven is half-human and half-Gem. His father was a human man named Greg and his mother was the former leader of the Crystal Gems before Garnet.

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Steven's parents, Greg and Rose Quartz. Both good people. Beautiful love story!

The love story between Greg and Rose Quartz was very touching. It added a real, emotional aspect to the show. Although Rose didn’t survive Steven’s birth, the show occasionally flashbacks to when she was still alive. Her role in the team, her loving personality, and how she met and fell in love with Steven’s father. As you can see from the pictures, she was a large, pink-haired woman. Beautiful and endearing character who once thought humans were to be seen as pets rather than equals. It wasn’t until she met Greg that she realized the true importance of mankind.

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Rose had to sacrifice her life to give birth to her son, Steven. She was the leader of the Crystal Gems and will be cherished forever!

Present day in Steven Universe, the team fights all sorts of creatures and spontaneous catastrophe. And the bridge between Earth and the Gems’ birthplanet was once severed until the evil ruler of their race starts to invade Earth. Other characters are added into the fray such as Connie (Steven’s love interest), Greg, a pink lion, and so many more! It has its hilarious moments as well as the more serious, heartfelt times where I actually shed a few tears.

Overall, I never thought a show on Cartoon Network can make me feel this way. I thought all the good shows were done like That’s So Raven or Rugrats or Dexter’s Laboratory, but Steven Universe has given me hope that tv shows nowadays are not all doomed to suck. So thanks so much for reading and have a wonderful day, my fallen angels! Over and out.

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Zombie slumber party!

Pinocchio! Pistachio! Fellatio! Wouldn’t it be sexy to perform necromancy to resurrect zombies for a slumber party? But I need a sacrifice. Lamb are too boring. Maybe an ex or an enemy? Nah! Donald Trump is a perfect choice! I doubt he’s worth anything in the spirit realm though. Besides, his toupee probably ate his soul anyway so his body is merely an empty vessel.Β  No more nocturnal emissions for him! Some might say that’s his real hair but I believe it’s his hair from his ass. Trump talks so much shit that his ass hair migrated to the top of his scalp. So that won’t do… How about Nicki Minaj? I really want a mΓ©nage Γ  trois with some dead people! Grr! I don’t know who to kill! Elephants still stand when they’re electrocuted. It takes poise and balance to be sexually stimulated. Steven Hawking lubricates everyone’s asses in preparation for a soundless wind breaking the moonlit night. He’s valuable in making this party fun so I have to let him live. Who else could I sacrifice for my own personal gain? I can’t sleep because my illuminated halo is keeping me awake. The dead always intrigues me in some undeserving trance. So the only time I would pay any attention to anyone is if they passed on. Converting someone I hate to someone I admire requires their death to occur. So that means everyone cus generalizations are a way of life. And so now, I have billions of zombie fwb’s that lasted longer than that orgasmic night. Fascination in apocalypse, disappointment surviving 2012, that’s okay! Everyone is dead to me regardless! πŸ™‚

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