Vorochta 5

Where Dreams Are Dreamt.

Back to the Pel’tak

conetiquette | November 19, 2009

Eyes flash, voices belch forth- it is a struggle for power.
I try to maintain my composition, but it is being changed
from the inside out.
I find things I once enjoyed no longer hold value to me
as my taste becomes exotic and unslakable.
My thirst for life grows and grows, yet my concern for it wanes
with a force [...]

Hak’tar

conetiquette | November 19, 2009

The birds call, crickets chirp, frogs croak
It is a good day.
Bees buzz, flies fly, saws buzz
Is it a bad day?
You decide.

Wingspan

yumado | November 19, 2009

Last night was fantastic.
You and I and the music we totally blasted.
Things got out of control as my wings expanded,
Knocking over your lamps,

A Slip of the Tongue

yumado | November 19, 2009

After a night of laughs and romance,
She got a strange call and had to leave in a hurry.
I called her a cab and she took offense.
That’s not what I meant, I tried to explain.
Too late, it’s over. Don’t call me again.
-

Christopher’s Walk-In

yumado | November 19, 2009

Such an odd night, from what I remember,
Alone in my room while studying Miss November.
Without a knock at the door, she enters my room.
Caught in the act, she caught me red handed!