Violets are magenta Horses and placenta. Roses are definitely not magenta. Anarchy. ~C

LadyJade would never fade into th… She might pout, she might cry But the provocateur will never die… Laced into her satin dreams Are tattered holes in tattered sea…

You can call me crazy Because I’ve definitely lost my m… It’s not likely that you’ll catch… Because I have a net, you know But those silly little details are…

A beauty’s flame the candle bears; In his mind the seasons tear; Displaced amongst some memories; Replace in time by sensory Overload

Angry at the way she treats you Angry that you deny Why the destruction roaming rampan… Is no longer worth your precious t… I find myself pissy for no reason

I’ve felt a target, punctured and… Spun into a web of deceit and hate And I’d like to congratulate All those that came before Knelt down like a whore

If I asked you if I loved you wou… Caught up in the goings on of the… So and so said they were there Unaware of the stares. So I’m looking backward at a posi…

Roses are red, Violets. Lazy as fuck. ~C 25 Sep

Simple reflections of past blunder… A gentle breeze of radiant beauty… My heart races a mile a minute as… This happens every moment in which… One never thinks it will happen, b…

25 Sep 2014 Edition Reflecting on this camping trip Certain things make me flip. My mind, my view, my purview How many of them are certain to

The tides are turning, I’ve found… Ran round my brain to clear the mu… Opportunity lost but never sounded Like I would ever imagine. Alliteration has crossed my mind

His wrath well worn and all too known; His peace well torn as we held His scorn. His effervescent attitudes

Somewhere in a cornered mind I came through the other side Just as fine but not without wear Down to my bones of a yesteryear. Enthralled at captured memories