Shine's profile

My writing is a sure curse that is coursing through my veins, causing me to shake unstably apart. The words are exploding forth from my joints and jaws, pens and my claws, no matter what I do; my words simply walk right through. My words stampede through the dust, trampling right over the trust. My paranoia grows with every morsel, every letter, and every line. My head splits in an asymmetrical fit, sending shivers to tackle my spine. I writhe and curl, spit and hurl, as words ooze out. Breat...

City fights under iridescent lights runs a parallel thought around my thoughts. They chase and bend, to space again, then simply fall into orbit. The cries of the high are cries of our time, moaning like lazy fools. Waste what they have, keep in touch with themselves, laugh, laugh, and die. It makes me cringe when I know I’m binging on the words of Emerson. Because although wise and true, he didn't follow through in his time. His thoughts were submersed in time, with cardboard and pages, to c...

A tire iron. Metal and frigid. Speaks in bars. Shakes your car. Hopefully fixable. A broken tire. But this electricity, is might fine. Nervous nerves fight spasms of spasms in an electric chair. But this is unending, spilling forth from its containers. My thoughts are gasoline, not figuratively, quite literally. I spill forth a flammable material of the wildest type. A material that causes beyond flames, but spits riddles and rhymes, beauty in time, words of the simplest kind. Not a match is ...

Where I'm at, Defiantly and prosperously smiling, It seems, I'm gleaming with my personal accomplishment, Of a fleeting idea. I am shocked. I am at AWE! How could this be torched so speedily, ghostly familiar, yet paranormally burning it all down? I set everything on cruise control, and drove to the highway with double vision. My driving alone was a deeply derived idea of my pure contempt at the recent rivalries and the revealing of the rectified reoccurrences. I had become a dramatic display...

Rose petals, and good wine, are sure signs, of rich times.