Even with this sinking depression,
I feel the rise of aggression
Towards you.
I need distance,
And a distraction,
Because for a fraction,
Of a second.
I thought I could count on you.
I was wrong.
And now I can’t forget
What it felt like to believe you
Better than you are. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #170 – In Time”
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Saturday of Book Reviewing: The Turn Of The Screw and The Aspern Papers
a turn of the screw – an action that makes a bad situation worse, especially one that forces someone to do something.
– so says the Cambridge Dictionary
Inspiring fright and night terrors amongst fellow horror classics like Dracula and Frankenstein with their respective monsters, The Turn of The Screw is a seminal work for ghost stories. BOO!
One that I had failed to read until now.
Henry James wrote this novella back in 1898, and to my mind, one of the reasons it has resonated with so many fans comes down to one factor: its flexibility of interpretation. Readers get to navigate this novel as they so choose, and at the end? Only the dead know what the reality may have been. May still be. Continue reading “Saturday of Book Reviewing: The Turn Of The Screw and The Aspern Papers”
Misplaced Missive #155 – Frustration
-I’m frustrated –
How to compensate for the failures of another,
The one you’ve chosen over every other?
How can I make you discover,
That their lack does not reflect back, on you?
How can I soothe your wounds,
When it is not my words you wish for? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #155 – Frustration”
15 on the 15th: Way Down in Missouri Where I Heard This Melody
Salus populi suprema lex esto
Nathaniel Rateliff (& The Night Sweats)
Nathaniel David Rateliff was born in St. Louis. Continue reading “15 on the 15th: Way Down in Missouri Where I Heard This Melody”
Misplaced Missive #118 – Falling, Flying, Floating
Well, it’s Valentine’s Day! A day of chocolate and hearts and amateur diners. I’ll be spending the day bouncing around the restaurant I work in, rushed by sugar, trying to give out warm, fuzzy experiences and delicious food. Since I cannot give you lovely readers that second thing, I thought I’d try to share the first. Here goes:
I’m either falling or I’m flying,
But I can’t quite tell which.
It’s a switch from my average,
This suspicion sense of bliss. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #118 – Falling, Flying, Floating”
Moonlit Musing – The Form It Came In
You are the fondest of my unhappy memories
And the loveliest regret I’ve had.
A disappointment clad in the
Joys and exuberance of youth.
In truth, I’ve never mourned for a mistake more,
Never wished to again tread down the wrong path. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – The Form It Came In”
Misplaced Missive #93 – Obedience and Oblivion
The promise of “I’ll see you again”,
And of everlasting eternity,
Beckons me like a siren song,
But it feels wrong
To crave to belong
With those whose beliefs
Ring so hollow to me. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #93 – Obedience and Oblivion”
Misplaced Missive #195 – Lost
A wanderer like me can’t show you the path,
I’m happily lost in the trees.
You said you needed the safety of:
The road traveled before, the one that’s well worn.
I’d accepted that you’ll never abandon ‘the plan’ and let me lead,
So now I can’t believe how you’ve gone astray,
Foot prints and foot trails left every which way,
From my place amongst the leaves,
Your precious plan doesn’t seem,
To lead quite so far away from where I’ll be. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #195 – Lost”
Color Schemes – Regret
Soft blues, new hues of
Old tunes, familiar whispers
Of tragedy befitting fools
Who traverse the beaten path. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Regret”
Misplaced Missive #48 – Really
Why do I keep doing this?
Fucking lemming lunging over the cliff,
Over and over, it’s never really over,
I think I’m addicted,
To the twisted
Way I hurt myself for you. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #48 – Really”
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