mental
a note rests on the table covered in dust. so people could know how he turned mental and had to have his brain amputated.
-roleplaying a person not unlike the mental idiot that made forrest gump a box office hit. #Personalblog #2010
if cynism had a name..
beautiful. like a cobra.
the sways and coos of a pointed tongue grew limp from many a venomous spits and it paused for a breather.
then, in a heartbeat, opinions of fickle impulse it continued in gentle intervals and cyn broke into smiles.
sickened. nothing of belied wisdom that many would mistaken the jibes to hold. only cyn at its best, downplaying any form of boundless creativity, all in the name of some self indulgent sense of justice, but ever-so-quick to take
strings and scissors
Thrown to dispose,
A puppet collapsed to the ground.
Eyes rolled back and limbs askewed,
Dust settled on the silly clown.
Thoughts of love and everlasting affection,
Pervaded the puppet choking in sand,
Silent tears wetted its wooden mask,
Drowning in self pity and sad.
All in hopes of sympathy in ounces,
All for the puppeteer to see,
But the puppeteer had other ideas,
Clunking in the briefcase of his.
Thrown to dispose,
The puppet in me. #Personalblog #2010