I WalkI walk As the wind blows through the fall leaves I walk A crunch of leaves with every step I take I walk A black finger points towards the sky I weep An iron structure to mark the resting place of the one I will never forget I beg Looking in the direction of the hand that rests on the marker, pointing, pointing I collapse The ground catches me, yet I am forever falling I read W. B. Faulkner 1884 his name I will always be on my mind I sleep Feeling the small comfort of sleeping so close to the one I love I dream Of a darkness, consumingI Walk
Consequence of ProcrastinationAt school today, my teacher said, “Your papers due, you better dread, don’t delay, you’d better pray, or after school you’ll have to stay.”Consequence of Procrastination
So late that night, I took my pen, a word or two came now and then. I can’t keep awake, what to do? My paper will be overdue.
I’m worried now, I cannot sleep, So I started counting sheep, early next morning I awoke must get this done, it’s not a joke
In detention, I sit alone don’t like this. I want to go home. I realize now, this isn’t great, I s
Click With MeFingers hit keys- make music of different clicks; Higher pitched clicks when you are angry, Lower pitched when you are sad. Softer when you are happy, Louder when you are aggravated. Faster when you are calm, Slower when you are aroused. Each click a different tone, Each click representing a feeling, a thought. He will escape in those clicks. No one will know what each click signifies- Except for him. He knows what each click means, what feeling is evoked in each click. Click click click. Angry. Click click click. Calmed suddenly. Click.Click With Me
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