GAELFORCE WINDS
I opened up my crying eyes
as heavily I fell
Looking unto my Beloveds
As outward, melioration springs
A calmness settled in my breast
An Angel stole my wings
And when at birth the pagan breast
contorted faces leer
thrust into the cold from bliss
Our first emotion
Fear
And what now?
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Creeping
Short Story
It was 3 am the sun droped slowly below the barron arctic wastes, the sand and gravel streamed across the endless plain.
Dave sat silently and heard from memory from the slence within his room, as a trash bucket tumbles across the window view as the train slid effortlessly across the end of the earth
Almost as reflex, Dave reached into his side bag.Fosicing around like some automated ferret, he finally produced a dark cylinder, and almost with parent-like care, deposited the black tube into the slot before him.
for a millisecond the compartment filled with a white noise. An involentary wince issued from beneath the leather totalcoat that covered him from toes to the massive drooping hood..Dave slowly lifted tired arms towards the folded animal skin, and forced it back in one cleam motion.
the train lurched slighty as it rounded a volcanic cliff at a little under the speed of sound. Dave grunted cursly beneath his breath, but was cut short by the crystle tones that now surounded him.
the air was, within an heartbet, alive and vibrant. Lights skipped before his eyes and settled on a screen suspended three feet from his retina, to the millimeter.
A great wind of vocal perfection cut the moment into a million fragmented memories. The light from a thousand smile's, filtered in dappled pain, fell apon Daves tired mind. Snippets of pleasure, moments of pain, the posabilities of endless faith, peaked, and in the same instand died with the feirce fires from whence they had sprung.
Within the space of 150 miles, one heartbeat, an entire life, compressed into a moment, was forced into an unwilling mind.
A tear snailed silently down a lonly cheek, and settled without note, in the endless cavity within his soul.
And the darkness was complete.
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