Lost Love Lust

Tags: truth

• acta non verba.

  I knock on the door.
  The dried out wood cracks under my knuckles as I thump lightly, hoping nobody will answer.
  But someone does.
  An old man with frantically arranged white hair opens the door and says,”What have you come here for?”
  “The truth.”
  “The truth, which truth?”
  “The one I believe.”, I say as I make a step forward.
  “What you [...]

• contrite.

  She puckered her lips and stood there.
  “Levator Labii Superiorus. Don’t tempt me, you know we’re on the clock.”
  She brushed her hand up against her gun and was reminded of the tasks at hand.
  The lights flickered as she watched his shadow disappear and reappear.
  He flowed as he worked, like a king in his throne, he was [...]

• beasts & feasts.

  “So what do you think it is that makes us who we are?”
  Lust contemplated her answer as she listened to the sound of the food crushing in her mouth.
  “I think its a contemporary lack of self control. We refuse to deny our true beings. We realize that we are animals, and that the predator will [...]

• bowl.

  Monday
  - I have a few people on my list, whom with each status, make me wonder more and more why I’m their friend to begin with.
  - Drama in my life is like puddles on the sidewalk, sometimes I can jump over them, and sometimes I sink ankle deep in them unintending.
  - If I’m ever homeless, [...]