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Creation

Posted by gryphn on September 10, 2010 in shorts |

Slowly moving through the rhythm of sound.  That sliding, pounding that loops in my head. Then the sharp pain as I focus to much.  It splits my head wide, a cleaver like instance and then it’s gone. I lean back my head in the chair thinking that might help, but all it does is make […]

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brain pain

Posted by gryphn on August 12, 2009 in Haiku |

my brain is mushy coherent thought escapes me pain behind my eyes

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struggle on

Posted by gryphn on May 19, 2009 in My bad writing |

slowly closing the night’s sweet embrace slipping away ever clawing reality fighting for life drown it in the oblivion make it sleep, never to wake

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spiral

Posted by gryphn on February 20, 2009 in Haiku |

slowly tumbling thoughts round and round, stop they will not struggle in my head

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my brain is pudding

Posted by gryphn on January 13, 2009 in Haiku |

sticky sweet gooey not an edible canape fog over tv snow

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blah

Posted by gryphn on January 8, 2009 in Haiku |

sleeping restless night cold snowy morning fun time innocuous work

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something I just found again

Posted by gryphn on December 24, 2008 in My bad writing |

Silence enters Magic unfurling Glittering pale What matters surrounds them What casts them out They care not for the utterances of others Their peace Their solace Within them The magic surrounds them Filling the with life’s light Movement no longer a torment They come together Flesh to flesh Slowly building passion What more to want […]

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sleep eluding…

Posted by gryphn on November 12, 2008 in My bad writing |

fleeting glimpse of my eyelids sinking off to oblivion another thought eyes open, staring stillness and rest surround me yet are lost.

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slow the ticking thoughts

Posted by gryphn on November 11, 2008 in My bad writing |

moving shaping living is it all about being hate anger despair remind me why I care overwhelmed exhausted numb To all my vices I succumb

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huh

Posted by gryphn on November 5, 2008 in My bad writing |

moving slowly, silk hair flowing over skin luxurious feelings power, control, fulfillment how they play in the mind revealing wants, desires rolling your tongue to speak can i hear myself from this lofty perch i fear myself lost at times i find myself others where does it all come from will it stop So strange […]

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