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September’s #vss365 Week #1

 September 1, 2019

Shadows merge and the #gloaming begins

The oily blackness runs rampant

Creeping through the village

Thick, plague like

Infecting those too afraid to flee

Free will is lost to them

Chaos and desperation follow

Only dawns cleansing light will save them now

Unkown

September 2, 2019

Dried oak leaves rustled across her headstone

His first winter without her

The autumn of his life

Oh how he #loved her

“Take me Lord, I cannot go on alone”

“You must,” a voice said. “You have much more to do in this life”

artist unknown

September 2, 2019

The Earth looks so fragile from the heavens

Like a gem in the blackness of a void

Soft blues and greens

He could crush it to dust with a thought

But his #love for the humans was powerful

“Do it,” the Beast cried

“No, not yet.”

“If not now, when?”

“We shall see my old friend.”

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September 2, 2019

They think that I #love them

But I do not

I say nice things

I complement them

I offer consolation in their times of grief

But I caused their sorrows

I am the genesis of their desperation

I am that I am

Mephistopheles in the flesh

September 3, 2019

The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me

It just won’t leave me alone

I still find it all a #mystery

Could it be a dream?

The road to nowhere leads to me

That simple sight was the answer

Like a dying star collapsing in on itself

It sucked everything out of me

The #mystery of life and love

Neither could survive the event horizon

I can look back now and see her in his arms

That simple sight was the answer

September 3, 2019

What’s the secret to life I asked the old man

It’s no #mystery he replied

Plenty of sex, loud rock and roll music and alcohol in great quantities

And that’s what kept you alive so long?

No, but the dreams of them do

September 3, 2019

From my pale horse I look east at the horizon

Beyond it, despots, aristocrats, serfs and slaves

To the west, tribal feudalism and warlords

Where is my place in this world I ask?

I wave my hand and wipe it clean

Revelations

 September 5, 2019

The sun sets and darkness consumes the city

Street lights cast ominous shadows that terrify

Sleep evades me

Rats roam freely looking for orts left by tourists

#Daybreak and the colors return

I rise and wander aimlessly

September 7, 2019

I wasn’t looking for love

No

Something feral

Something more primal

She caught my eye and filled the need

So completely

And again

I caught more than I bargained for that night

published by tumbler, unk artist

The ancient God stood on the precipice

Below, his creation stretched as far as the human eye could see

Mortals basking in the #serendipity of life

Fragile beings

Full of hopes and dreams

Fraught with flaws

But beauty is elusive

Until you look for it

Digital Art by Brandon Moore

She glides through the mist

A #fragile woman

Stepping on cracks

An angel in my life

Making mistakes

Beautifully damaged and waiting for the fix

I take her in my arms and tell her

I’ll catch you when you fall

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