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CableScript – Page 2 – . . .can you imagine?
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May 27, 2016. May 27, 2016. You’re like a microcosm. Enticing curves and slopes. In line with the alchemic maths. Of the fabled swan. Inciting incipit breaks in the. So that the overseer. Slowing the hands of time. In a hollow diamond. Continue reading →. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to email (Opens in new window). Dead END (Eniola Jacobs).
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December 2016 – CableScript
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December 5, 2016. December 5, 2016. Dancing on a mine field. Clutching at strands of life. And hands of light. Moonwalking on the sun. The dance of death. The more the merrier, the more the fun. To that last glimpse of gleam. The last strand of a candle’s wick. And rekindle that fire, that dream. Man’s purpose through thin and thick. Continue reading →. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). August 8, 2016.
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Lingerie Literature – CableScript
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July 14, 2016. July 14, 2016. This poem is a joint work of me and the insane Smallee. Don’t forget to check out her blog. It’s crazy). I hope you enjoy this and share to your friends (if you are bold enough). Day-dreaming that I’m dancing with you. I’ll be your pole,. All you have on is a whiff of Eden’s fragrance. You dig deep into my mind. Until I’m forced to write a poem about you. You have your own unique sensual style. You blind and you vivify. You make the front of my trousers a little tight. My fa...
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Salvation – CableScript
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December 5, 2016. December 5, 2016. Dancing on a mine field. Clutching at strands of life. And hands of light. Moonwalking on the sun. The dance of death. The more the merrier, the more the fun. To that last glimpse of gleam. The last strand of a candle’s wick. And rekindle that fire, that dream. Man’s purpose through thin and thick. Do you remember when. We used to float. On the golden waves of youth? Many years ago when. Tap-dancing on the tightrope of society. We’ve lost that flare. And teach you how.
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August 2016 – CableScript
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August 8, 2016. August 8, 2016. Pure eyes leaking raindrops. Giving life to the barren land. Everything will be fine. The intensity of her eyes. Dissolving my thoughts to pure static. Do you notice the details in the fabric of your pain? She’s a reflection of God’s beauty. A paragon of effortless divinity. But she has been wounded. Torn clothes and broken wings. . . Continue reading →. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window). December 5, 2016. July 6, 2016.
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June 2016 – CableScript
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One Day. . . June 30, 2016. June 30, 2016. This poem is dedicated to those of us that claim that they would never fall in love or that they don’t believe in romantic love. Those hopeless romantics that actually lost hope. I know I fall into this category, though. But I still dug deep to write this. Jus’ sayin’. Enjoy . . You will love like it is Apocalypse. And Love is the only bridge between Hell and Heaven. And the bridge is made of broomsticks. And the broomsticks are on fire. Continue reading →.
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March 2016 – CableScript
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March 23, 2016. March 23, 2016. As hot water drew lines. Flinching as his fingers followed. Exposing the back of her neck. She felt his breath. Causing the rogue hairs. On her neck to tingle…. Continue reading →. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to email (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window). March 19, 2016. March 19, 2016.
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Bloodstains and a Note – CableScript
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Bloodstains and a Note. July 6, 2016. July 6, 2016. You’re sighing and you’re crying into silent salty lakes of tears. You’ve worn your heart on your sleeves for the most of many years. You’re aching and you’re shaking up the walls of futures past. Shaking up the leaves of the trees that once grew in your heart. You’re breaking and you’re paining. Like a tensed-up window. Laughing and crying like a pregnant widow. You’re saying it and you’re faking it words of loss of love. When you were fast asleep.
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Lingerie Literature – CableScript
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July 14, 2016. July 14, 2016. This poem is a joint work of me and the insane Smallee. Don’t forget to check out her blog. It’s crazy). I hope you enjoy this and share to your friends (if you are bold enough). Day-dreaming that I’m dancing with you. I’ll be your pole,. All you have on is a whiff of Eden’s fragrance. You dig deep into my mind. Until I’m forced to write a poem about you. You have your own unique sensual style. You blind and you vivify. You make the front of my trousers a little tight. My fa...