Bad Writings

[Kit Kat P]

You can blame him

Sitting here

Eyes settled beyond the window

Lost in the light streaming through the leaves

Calm air beckoning

Trapped

In a prison of metal, canvas and plastic

My own creation

Innocent looking desk

Comfortable office chair

Time lost

Muscles quiver

Soul cries

Just beyond the window

The day calls as the phone rings

She knows the glamour will leave shortly after she does

Sun setting as she drives home

Chill dropping in on the evening

Everything she is supposed to be

Sits in that chair

Everything she wants to be

Lays beyond, out the door

Her love, her freedom, her hearts desires

Everyone is so proud of her

She can hold her head high

Her eyes slowly lose their personality

Time passes

Pieces of her lost in paper shuffle

She drinks and laughs with friends

Is there something they missed

Thoughts gone before they develop

The earth recognizes her

Though her memories slowly fade

And recede

[torn asunder]

great theme - love the concept!

was there a form you were going for? it looked structured, but i didn't find a rythm to it...

[Rev.Reverence]

Sweet..and not too strong tasting.....if you dig...

Like... there's a light airy feeling to it... like Quish. (Did I spell that right?)

(edited insert sentence.)

[Kit Kat P]

great theme - love the concept!

was there a form you were going for? it looked structured, but i didn't find a rythm to it...

NO the seperations are for seperation of thought, my pieces don't usually have any timing (think metrodome)

Sweet..and not too strong tasting.....if you dig...

Like... there's a light airy feeling to it... like Quish. (Did I spell that right?)

(edited insert sentence.)

Thank You