{ :p MOAR POEMS :p MORE POSTS :p MWHAHAHAHA!!!!~ :p So wanna see the poems?~ ;p ... No music-aides, maybe some of Myuu’s collection of horror music.}
- Moody Mondays -
- Malaise -
Deadly sloth, procrastinator
heaving mass, energy-vamp
distracting, monkeys flying
crude thing, emotion-killer
- Procrastination -
Wanting to take the ship
but ever slow to the speed
by which the monkey gets
there to steer you off-course
- Insomnia -
Demands from the eyes
screams from the mind
aches from the body
- crashes whenever
- Burnout -
Husk hands once ashen,
take a look and yah seen
that these hands once, hm,
with no rest of a lamb...
There shan't be a choir
from Roma or the Clouds
that'll heal the quagmire
of the hands and its bounds
Now reanimated, for what?
Bow related, for whom?
tow mated, for that?
low bated, for true?
And so the hands act sporadic
as the lands of tact paddock;
here lays the cultural logic
of aviculture morphologic
Two Things: I’ve been recovering fairly well and tomorrow will be giving the final judgement results for #finishthestory before the inner-community spring break begins!!!!~
I really do wish to thank