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The Dreamdust TwinsThe Dreamdust Twins ride again
Ponchoboy and Rangergirl
The Owl and the Crow
Through the foggy skies on a
Sunday morning they fly
Look out below
The heavens may explode
with sunshine.

Together once more, opening doors
Thumbing their noses at
Vanilla People safe inside
Beware, haberdashers, they search
for fruithats
To tip to old ladies
On their way to church.

I miss your smile.
Cardboard I feel sick. The coffee's too strong, the morning too dark. Cigarettes
taste like cardboard must taste, although I've never eaten cardboard. (I
wonder why I hear "tastes like cardboard" so often. Are people eating it?
Should I try it?) No, I feel too sick. I want to spill my guts. The fluid
in my lungs, the bile in my stomach. Void myself of whatever inside is
making me feel this way. Heartsick. Cee's heart got sick and died. Whatever
gods there might be hated me so much, they kept me alive for their
amusement. Brainsick, soulsick. There'll be no sun today, but it's still as
dark as twilight at eight AM. It could (should) be
It Got Late Early Todaya lick of witchery and a slice of lime
a stronger brew for the stranger times
a lock of hair in an urn of ash
a cup of dreams for a winter stash

a crow, an owl, a clock that's stopped
a feather, a cog, a shiny rock
a shot of schnapps just for the dead
a bullet for an aching head

a veil, a door, a one-way pass
a fever of tumors and shattered glass
a furious feast of sight and sound
a silent place, finally, underground
Black OnyxThe Tall one and the Dark one are getting married
They'll have rings of silver and black onyx
Kitchen photography and zen at three AM

I love you with my guts hanging out

Inspection tomorrow, did I clean the microwave?
Call your mother, she misses boring you
Naked in front of the flat screen making wishes

Beer and little white pills and ash

Pressed flowers and swatches of cloth to be scanned
And it's only Tuesday where will all the boxes go?
These darkened halls have seen more life than I've ever lived

Won't you come back for the wedding, at least?

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the sky is just labelled "sunset". if it's yours, please note me so i can give you credit.
attack of the killer tulips. this may be my last upload, pending a hard look at the new submission policy, but i really wanted to share this one.
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*Hfeather53 Dec 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
the reflection in the water :squee:
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=Bark Dec 5, 2012   Writer
Thanks! :D
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~turbinedave Mar 19, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
wow and wow...your best yet
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=Bark Mar 19, 2011   Writer
thanks very much!
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~piXieLips Feb 12, 2010
wowzers.
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Mood: Wow! ~Vausch-and-Wachs Jan 29, 2010   Writer
This one sent both a shiver and a gasp at its beauty.
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=Bark Jan 30, 2010   Writer
thanks very much!
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*density-tmr Dec 25, 2009
This is an excellent artwork - very well done.
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=Bark Dec 25, 2009   Writer
thanks very much! and thanks for faving.
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*Fangfingers Apr 3, 2009
i always wondered what Amish girl's nightmares were like...Thank you for this insight...




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...Like a kamakazie....i travel from inspiration...never joy ~ Fangfingers
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