Save Hope

This week's 100 Word Challenge. Why not join us?

Save hope, breath be nothing more than the ticking of a clock

Tic toc Tic toc

It counteth away the beats of a heart tis all but stone

Ticking away, beckoning a finality


An existence with not beginning, neither end, void of purpose

Be there nothing for which one would die
Neither for which one should live

To have not life, aye neither death, but only incessant drudgery
A pseudo-mechanical time-keeping

Forging onward toward one sure end that will neither be felt, nor  missed

Alas we are not this, 

but rather hope manifest in flesh

The Harshest Itinerary...No Kidding

Tell Helen I never knew.

Tonight he's in northern Kentucky.

Tortured heart, indecisive, never knowing ~ trying hard.

I never kissed this handsome, incredible, natural knave...truthfully.

His illicit niceties ~ karmic. To her, I'm nearly kidnapping them.

Harsh inconsiderate nasty kunt. That's how I'm now known to her.

I never knelt to his incessantly needy knob. To her it's not knowing, that has

incriminated naivete.

Karma teaches hope.

Ingenuous neutrality keeps these hearts isolated, numb. Kindness?

That's how I'm not killing the harrowing intrepid nonsense.

Knots that hinder intuition, no?

Knowledge...true, he's in northern Kentucky.

This hour is not kind.

THINK...

100 Words Challenge

Shattered

a slow turning kaleidoscope
every movement altering design
can’t you see that what you do
is forever branded on my bruised tender mind

i am broken shards of colored glass
shapes and hues too numerous to count
reflected by mirrors in the faces
of people all around

what they see is genuine
they just don’t understand
that the colors i reflect are changed
with the touch of every hand

my brokenness betrays me
it’s easy to see it’s so
just look into my eyes
you’ll see that i’m alone

what once was born complete

now lies shattered at your feet