Crack in the sidewalk,
doesn’t take much,
just a single root
with a sturdy touch.
Golden yellow
Against a bleak landscape
Green leaves against grey concrete.
Daybreak Stations
DaybreakStations
A streamer, youtuber, bearer of cats, I wear many many hats. I'm biographically innocent, innocently impossible, impossibly personable, personably social, socially acceptable, acceptably weird. An adult by America's standards but not by my own. I live to write and write to read, I read to live.
Astral Effigy
Vast and beautiful,
empty as an infant,
darker than most villain’s lairs
emitting the light of a billion corpses.
Powering fantasy for centuries,
Myths and legends built it,
Science now attempts to complete it.
Evening Fog-18
While the bay’s been ravaged
And the ocean poisoned
One thing remains the same.
While acid falls from the sky
And every night more people die
One thing remains the same.
As the sun sets, it moves in,
Like a wave across the skin,
One thing remains the same.
Whether hot or cold
Whether timid or bold,
One thing remains the same.
Here comes the fog.
Here comes the fog.
It always stays the same.
Weight-loss -17
New jeans, smaller in size,
New shirts, to my surprise,
New bras, frilly and nice,
New lifestyle, at a cheaper price.
It’s finally begun.
I’ve finally won.
I’ve lost the one one thing I never want to gain.
Even if it’s a gigantic pain.
Modern Dracula-16
Darkness rising
I am the night
They fear me greatly
but know not my plight
I would have left them alone
Had they left mine the same
Instead they burned the one I loved
And I became their bane.
Thank you NSP- 15
Long ago in Ancient Persia
lived a most ferocious beast.
With shark-like razor teeth
which on men’s flesh would feast.
Great wings did stretch, twenty feet from end to end
With lion’s mane and claws, it would your body rend.
Beyond that, what remained was unclear
But it was certain it instilled great fear.
Scorpion tail and paralyzing spikes,
The face of man, claws like pikes.
Presented by Persia’s history
A Manticore lies before thee.
The Mystery of Summer – 14
Sun setting in the evening
A raincoat on its hook
Steam rises from a pot in the kitchen.
There are jars of tomatoes within.
The frogs beneath the tomato vines croak,
their chorus in perfect harmony
with the children as they play.
The mystery of Summer.
Waterless World- 13
They were just spectators
At the local Tech Con
While they checked out VR
Some sci-guys got their mad on.
Building shook violently
People wept silently
The world changed mightily
Next thing they knew,
Everyone was gone.
Six sole survivors,
Bottles, food, and lighters
That’s all they had left,
They felt rather bereft.
Exploring around,
everything was quiet
Not a single sound.
Not a single sound.
Ashes on the ground
Dead bodies all around
Gone straight to bone.
Our heroes’re all alone.
Thunder rumbles suddenly
Rain begins to fall
Pain befalls them all
Acid instead of water.
Water is no more.
Shaking our heroes to the core.
For some reason I’m tired and my house is falling apart…-12
Panic attack
I’m feeling quite whack
Energy is dipping
So my mind is slipping
Entering a state of sheer adrenaline
The room collapses around me
My drawers fall off of the wall.
And that’s not all.
It’s all on me to fix.
But I’m not sure I’ll last until six.
There is no way to say for sure
but this room is hellish, like Hades’ cur.
Simple due to my choice…
When I finally sleep I shall rejoice.
Until then, memes and spite sustain me
Rest is reckless without support.
I might just ramble till the dawn.
I’m halfway through, it’s too early to yawn.
Twenty-seven hours awake
Twenty more my soul to take.
Keep me running keep it coming
Give me that sweet sugar,
Give me absinthe and vigor.
I shall be victorious.
I’m hitting a wordblock. -11
Fire blazes brightly in the night
What ho! Here is the fight
Genuine and sharp
Blades clang and sweat glistens
Chasing our foe through the forest
We’re all set in our courses.