#spikled ink

[venoms-ink]

Abstract sight:

Those who deliberately appraise thee unknown muffles out their reflection.

That the distorts tightened vision speculates within their view of their own abstract background.

That remains understood by accelerated functioning of very few minds.

Of those that never meet eye to eye.

[sixty5sixty]

[eighthseawritings]

I can't get back into hell, I dreamed

though I know this is isn't heaven

like living in the the teeth of upside-

down mountains, caught between

the peaks, I dream this metal isn't

soulless, it's screaming as it twists

keeping this alive, I dream the station

down below opening its lines

the rusting heart of engine unwinding

in its shell, egg white the snow and

jets of steam, I dreamed myself a

passenger leaving traces of the sound

clippings of the ship leaving orbit

the bending of the moment in the

hands of its inheritor, I dream of gentle

hands holding the killer or the savior

unable to touch their face or sway

their fingers as wind against chimes

but I've dreamt the songs, and gave

the ghost an offering its wet nose

I dreamed there is a way to heaven

but only a way, hope glows beyond

the chokehold, the molten fire drips

down the chute; dew of creation

into the mold; new life is forged here

and the billows breathe wind into the body of a machine

[brianaeve]

Unhinged

I’ve started to question the rules Of what’s right and wrong Good and bad Pure and improper Rules that never seemed much like rules But more universal truths. I must admit I feel a little more than unhinged Like I’m starting to see the world Through a crack in a door That screams “Keep Out!” But why are we being kept out? And why is there a door in the first place? These are the questions I’m beginning to ask

-Briana Eve

[ceruleanhands]

if i had to spend the rest of forever getting to know you, i would put my entire soul into it.