

OcularShe looked at him with those strange Christina Ricci type eyes she had, and she probably thought he wanted to get all Sleepy-Hollowy with her. She'd never get it - he didn't want her. He just liked her eyes. He could get lost in them. As far as....contact? Forget it. He'd done the Rasputin thing for too many years now to change. He'd stay in his onion dome and enjoy the stench. He felt like asking if he could just have her eyes...you know, to display in his livingroom, in a dome inside his own. He closed his eyes and brushed the matter of fact thought away.Ocular
She was a nightwatchman for this department store....he'd seen her


UnilluminedThe world has lost its taste - colours all turn to black. I tarry in the darkness of the darkness. The days of you are over and yet you haunt me, lovely devil. I linger on sullen beauty - it is separate from that jackknife mouth which cut me The words are gone to inky pain your form lives on in sweet shadow unillumined.Unillumined
by *Badtaste
--
Electric Fences and Guns.
--
Bringing the community together one collaboration at a time!
Read on for how you can join the fun: [link]
--
in the rays of the sun, i am longing for the darkness.
^_____^
--
Previous Page12345...Next Page