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Emma - Status: Member
- Procrastinator
- Female/United Kingdom
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- Deviant since Apr 22, 2008, 3:06 PM
- 61 Deviations
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OptimismIf I am being honest, I still believe it's possible to smooth the creases out of crumpled aluminium foil. It wouldn't be hardOptimism
to spend my life bent low, fingers working at it in circles, pressing, shouting, caressing, hammering, thrashing and whining in turn, ripping it in bitterness, starting on a new piece.
Even though I know it can't be done, that all I do is bake the creases solid, fix their determination, make them tighter and compact, I can waste a whole box like that, waste skin and muscle and time and a whole spiral of f
in Open 1d 8h ago
Silk and WordwormsI'd like to write till my fingers bleed, but I've never bled easily. If I could stainSilk and Wordworms
a hundred pages red, I'd feel like
I'd achieved something. Words are mutable, spindly and capricious. To douse them in thickly oxygenated blood would make them realer. Blood is human - it would be nice to produce something human, not just up-in-the-air abstractions and lies.
The ink never stops, or judders. It wraps my fingers up like silk, like a mourning-shroud, and kiss, kiss, till I'm aglow with softness
in Open 1d 23h ago
tricki have never ever told the truth evertrick
the light liquid child-eyes i fixed you like butterflies are a lie
the heavy black mourning we charged blue with yearning is a lie
and the sun on your face and the patterns the rays made and the dew on your skin and the way you felt you were falling
and falling in
is a lie
and the caterpillars with their clasped furry bodies streaked black in the sunshine that we chased
and raced in the sunshine are a lie
you say, 'if yo
in Open 3d 23h ago
SlickYou gelled your hair again, didn't you? I wish I hadn't known you long enough to seeSlick
right through you, because you deny it all anyway, and it's so tiring, so bloodlessly tiring, you wouldn't believe.
The things you say, the way you talk - your words, your hair, your clothes, your voice are
rotting - you're seeping inwards, and I would hold you back but you'd just shout at me.
Is there anybody out there? Is there anybody in there? Your skin's so thin I see right through you, but you keep lying and denying it
in Open 5d 21m ago
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