Stories tagged “inspired by music I was listening to at the time”

  • On Endless Paper Oceans

    My telephone was ringing A man was on the line And asked if I was feeling fine His sentences were stringing. He asked if I’d had notions Of diff’rent states of being He spoke about a land of seeing O’er endless paper oceans. He talked...

  • The Darkness of Mere Being

    A sea of souls Below me Is restless and cries out in the void And every one an island in The darkness of mere being Astoundingly Inclusive The ones who have the gold make the rules The bylaws ever shifting in The darkness of mere being The dew drops fl...

  • The Color of Water

    My life is clay, devoid of form For some old, ancient potter A lump of mass, I stand and think Of what here brought me to the brink And only did I wish to know The color of water Alone I stand and take abuse Like a forsaken daughter A song for pictures...

  • Masks

    My thoughts are all in radio I think of all the trees I wonder What’re our frequencies The northern sky is silent now Except for scattered thoughts They’re strangely Random; there are lots Running coffee cargo is A basic modern task And sti...

  • Ten and Two

    The rain. Rain falls. It gets stuff wet. I step in it, let it splash on me, and I get wet. I am young. I don’t care for what the grown ones do. I just run and play, back and forth, to and fro. I fall down once more. I laugh. I see some birds fly ...

  • Decasia

    I sat in the chair, sipping on my Coke, as the world fell to pieces around me. Reality was drying up and cracking, crumbling into sepia-toned dust. The colors of the world were draining, turning into a shade of umber reminiscent of old celluloid prints...

  • Benadryl and Caffeine Don't Mix

    In the seas above the earth, silent sulkers give wide berth; The fall of man still they lament, their unheard missives heavensent. The atmosphere is rarefied; many born, many died; Below, the wastelands idly rust, ash to ash, dust to dust. The palace c...