Tag: shadow

Where are the people who live here?
You might at least humor me with a smile
When a vacuum forms, something has to come along to fill it
I’ve never seen nothing like that
I don’t see how it could have been anyone else, do you?
She would live now, not read
What a ridiculous statement
The lost years had not proven all bad, though
I shouldn’t be suprised to find you here
Are you two going to sit here all night?
Come, folks. We’ll sneak out ahead of the crowd
It has to be typed before it can be photographed
I do have to go somewhere now
The prison was a tidy fortress of unambiguous shapes
He felt like he had never been there before
Did he finish his beer? Can’t remember
She had looked right at me, but she had not seen me at all
The whole place had the fragrance of oolong
Gone fishing
I wandered the halls seeking its spirits, dead or alive
A wall has always been the best place to publish your work
He seemed genuinely surprised
And your clothes, where are your clothes?
You need to get out there, you need to do something, go somewhere
And the weirder you get the longer you go by yourself
Nothing. There was nothing. Nobody there in the dark
I used to think that love would sort me out
The prose can be brutally beautiful
You are not a simple soul and have no business being here
He shook the man’s hand. Moist was the word
For him the green of the field was a magic light
Your soul has become architecture
Let us stroll up a bit farther
But this is not, as I gather, the machine that does the thinking?
In coming weeks, I’ll be moving around quite a bit
The sun is gone now; it will be dark soon
The thump of the drums echoed in his skull
Nothing here is going according to plan
They don’t give you a manual
The darkness did not leave her, but it shuffled to one side
He would remain undetected if he wished to be
In this world, some families rise and some fall
There’s that pain again
Titania leaned close to listen to the songs
The scorpion was black with a purple shine
It was almost as if the child was waiting for something to happen
She looked at him and nodded cheerfully
As the year went on, and spring gave way to summer
I smelled the sweetly muddy fumes of the potato fields
It brimmed and thrummed like rising yeast