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Iād Like To Report A Structural Fault: Letās Play SOMA Part 3
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Over the fucking MOON to be a part of the writing group, "The Unspeakables". Ā· Ā· I thought this was a fitting quote given the theme of the group, as well as the description of the writing prompts being: Ā· Ā· "think greed, judgment, underwear, not giving a fuck, laziness, and the like" Ā· Ā· Why do this group? To quote Jena: "Because there's a lot we don't talk or write about, and so much we all have in common that goes unknown." BOOM. Ā· Ā· Sign up @ www.JenaSchwartz.com #writing #freewrite #writeforyourlife #community #secrets #nofucksgiven #outoffucks #writingprompt
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Responsibilities
To be a man- Is it to hurry to and fro? Mustnāt let our worries show, Got adult stress, ya know!
We grasp at strands. Carry with us worry ānā pain, Saddled with our guilt and shame, Projectinā bullshit down like rain.
Weāre in the sand. Sinkinā slow, though we donāt know. Every movement makes it so, Triflinā with our tales of woe.
What is our plan? Reaction makes for more strife, Sharpens the āopponentāsā knife. Is it just a part of life?
Itās in our hands-- All the choices we canāt see, So many possibilities, Unwittingly owned by we.
Could be so grand, Shedding shackles of the past, The present moment is so vast, It's peace, weād have at last.
Rage
Get down on your knees. Let the gravel rake the skin. Reckoning is here and itās your blood to be spilled. Her cries dulled into the noise of your hate. A white noise, white out. Bleaching holes in memory, ripping off clothing, stripping off childhood. Murdered potential. Killed what could be. Out of you into her. Out of her into me. Bleed from that weapon. Plead for reprieve. No one hears you. How does that feel? Out of control. Out of time. No more force. No more hollow bone to fill. The life it flees from the the life it killed. Collared. Choke. Collared throat. Collar. Rote. Call her. Float. Out of you and into her. Out of her into me.
I wonder if I write my best at night, or if that is when all things just sort of start pouring out of me..