Sticks and stones May break my bones
Blind Eyes
The world froze At her scream
Blackout #131
Mama! Hello, Hello? Are you okay?/ I'm okay. I'm really good, really, really, really, good.
Numb to the Bones
There was broken glass Scattered across the entryway
Blackout #130
Something was wrong. Something was off. She felt trapped.
Hypnotic
The swing of her hips Was hypnotic As many eyes stopped And stared Unable or unwilling To look away -Kel Dayheart
Anticipation
Anticipation Curls heavily around me It leaves me breathless Aching with this emotion Intoxicated and shaking -Kel Dayheart
Ventriloquist
You drained me dry Of every emotion And then filled me With everything you wanted Until I was your puppet Saying nothing you didn't script -Kel Dayheart
Different Shoes
There isn't a lack Of pity in the world It is empathy that we lack We just can't seem To be able to put ourselves In someone else's shoes -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #118
Heart hums as it pulses Excitement in the air Anticipation
Fragment of a Figment 