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    A Grave Mistake

    Sadist.Velvet-voiced tease.Horny devil, riding night’s wings. Insist I look our demons in the eye–do battle to do Youin fantasies.Resuscitate dead-wood words.Make metaphors breathe. CPR for the heartwe drove a stake through.Resurrect the love story You’ll have the pleasure ofmaking me regretninety thousand words from now. ~Nara Malone  This episode of artist angst was inspired by dVerse Poets Meeting the Bar, G-Man’s Friday Flash 55, and Single Frame Stories.  Drop by to see what others wrote or to join the fun yourself.

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    Friday 55 Flash: Lost

    You don’t go crazyYou go to sleepWhen you open your eyesWhen you get up and dressThe nightmare doesn’t stay under your pillowIt gets up with you and follows you around  You’re stuck somewhereBetween awake and asleepWhere you can’t run from the demonsWhere you can’t scream them away  ~From “Blue Harbor” by Nara Malone This post is part of G-Mans Friday Flash 55. Drop by to see what others wrote or to join the fun yourself. Posted with Blogsy