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That woman was kneeling on the shore, playing with seashells.

“I don’t know what I’m doing in reality. He thinks I’m dead.”

The vision on the water appeared before her.

He moved the water under his feet as he looked at her.

A blank expression.

She stared back at him, with no emotion.

 

She’s had enough of water. It’s sickening her.

 

She fell into the water, too tired and confused to think.

Yoko choked on the water as she struggled to sleep.

A feeling similar to orgasms he had given her in her fantasy came over her.

 

“Uuuuugggghhhh….” The slow life-draining helped put her to sleep in the water.

 

Dead and forgotten, she fell into what she should have been swimming her life in.

 

The la petite mort helped Yoko finally just end it.

 

La petite mort was no happy ending for the girl.

 

Gone because of it.

 

Went in it.

 

It’s to blame.

 

Oh well.

 

 

 

 

She’s had enough of water. It’s sickening her.

 

 

Sunk our dreams.

 

At the start, one flower shined

A small pond of water, under it

Then you arrived

Tore it out of the ground

To sniff it

You gave its life purpose

You’re beautiful

I hoped that flower would remain with you forever

For the longest time, I believed it would

But look at what happened

You threw the life you gave away

What did you do with me?

A dead flower, in the water

I’m sorry I made you throw it away.

It was your own choice.

Are you ok, drowning yourself in your ocean?

All your dreams and thoughts are in there

You won’t be able to see me again

If you struggle to breathe

Under the waves….

That’s what you always wanted

You float softly in your dreams and thoughts

I want to see you, one more time

I’ll swim in your ocean

To see where you are

When I find you

I’ll drown myself

The flower you forgot

Floats above our water

Dreams and thoughts

We had long buried away from ourselves….

The flower did always hold them, after all this time

So, so long ago….

 

We sunk our dreams.

 

Fear (Birth)

 

Fear festered.

Fear…. born true.

A womb inside a mind.

Everyone wants to abort

The baby fetus

 

Destructive (Behaviour)

 

False behaviour leads to destruction

All it’s hands touch….

 

Enemy (Kill/Peace)

 

Hostility reveals transparency

 

Treat people like enemies

Kill each other

No.

 

 

Ball of Light (Her Sparking)

 

Looking at the dawn, the sun is a mechanism of hers

Looking at the rising sun, she pushes it up

Running through the forest, the sun is so far in the distance.

How can we reach her?

The shining forest….

Leads to a mountain

The waterfall exploding into the world

The water’s shine blinds us

She falls down the waterfall

Sparkling on the mountains

Sparkling on us

I jump to catch her

I fall

Into her world

Her waterfall spurts over me

I can feel her fly towards me

Her sparks circle out in waves

In her world

Her sparks are going to blind us

The setting sun

We all jump after her

She sparks onto all of us

The clouds open up

Light destroys us

She is welcoming us with her

The world is a waterfall

The world won’t stop shaking from

Her sparkling beauty

We fall with her into her

Waterfall world of shining sunlight….

We fall into her clouds.

 

Colour Eyes

 

One foot in a coloured hole

We were all stuck in someone

We can’t identify

The colours push up

Flowing with us naturally

Stars in the sky

That she holds up for us

Stars that twinkle around us

As colour waves splash on us

The clouds form seasons around us

The sky moves slowly with us

Moving colour waves in the sky

I can’t see when she pushes us down

Her black hair spreads over the world

The colour waves flow into her

She is shot backwards by our colours

She wakes up

Big bright eyes open

They soak colours onto us

We are swept away by her coloured river

Splashing against the water

As she laughs and jumps in with us

The colours flow up into the sun

The sun is a coloured shine

She stands on a rock

And watches us swim

She splashes in with us,

Into the water below

 

Below….

Her colour eyes consume us

They evaporate our souls

Our souls float into her big eyes

We are her colours.

Eyes that won’t stop shaking, her colours of life.

 

He can see her gray

That’s not saying much

 

 

 

 

Summer

 

The heaven’s curtains blow

She is inside the apartment with him

The red and yellow flowers outside

Blow in the wind

The shining sun beaming down on us

She shows in the sunlight to him

A summer we share together

A summer that never ends

Outside, the suburban homes

Shining sunlight off them

So beautiful in a summer we share together

The life outside our balcony living

People out in the sun

She smiles at me

A glowing white smile in the light

Eyes that sparkle with a connection for me

As she looks deep into my eyes

A wind blows her hair over her face

Her naked golden body glows

Whoosh

Whoosh

She’s still smiling

So much joy in her eyes

The sun reflects off her

The rain puddles off her

The rain puddles on the ground

Far below, on the suburban streets, shine a reflection

Her body glows sunlight off it

I can’t stop breathing

I can’t stop looking at her

I can’t resist her

A vision in time, she and I will never forget.

 

I’ll kill her if death forgets her

Death will respect her

Death is a part of her life

Her life isn’t alive until I make sure death enjoys her

 

I wanted to see her again

But I guess I never will

That’s the reason why I failed

I can’t see her anywhere

I’m a failure

I let myself die

I let her die with me

I still don’t want to let her die in my mind….

I still hope she doesn’t….

 

Pick up a life back on sand….

Black sand pulls us down….

We stand up….

Sand is congealed….

 

Exist

 

You exist

You’re not us

We don’t know you

But a sun glows your future

A future to be crossed by us

Reaching hands to grab you

We can’t pull you in us if you

Isolate yourself

Take yourself with seagulls in a sky.

You can fly to a destination…

We made for you

Reaching hands…. Sun glows a future.

Our futures are fresh water.

Her future isn’t a future.

It is fresh water.

That’s her future.

 

A lion…. Lost animal, as him.

Gazelle, as her, made it cry.

What mistake did we make?

Destroyed on earth

Under the sea….

Our true selves breathe

A living pulse…

She gave us.

It stopped under the earth we had…

Under the sea, we breathe

You float with us

Don’t fall asleep

You’ll be lost under a sea

Don’t fall in dark

Stay up in a blue.

With us….

I know she’s there.

So pretty….

Don’t swim too far….

 

She’s so unsure

What to do about herself

Lost in her life

Empty rings she wears to feel pretty

There’s nothing inside

She wasted a life on ideals

She’s a dead ideal

Empty of water

She can’t drink

She can’t live

Trying to drink

She’s not a human anymore

An earth’s life was removed form existence

When she didn’t accept herself

A falling water

On sand….

She can’t drink.

She can’t live.

 

Her end is on sand.

 

As the rainstorm comes,

The tempest approaches

A welcoming tempest

You thought the rain was for you

You’re so wrong

It was meant for the dry earth

You make the earth dry

She… she walks up to you.

Her flowing white dress is so wet with raindrops

Her hair sticks to her face

A perfect shower for both of you

The water drips off of her

Onto you

The tempest won’t stop giving life to her world

Huddling yourself away

She puts her wet hand on your head

Full of gold rings, dripping rain…

The clouds let in a little bit of sunlight

The white light shines through the rain,

Onto you and her

She grasps your life with the wet rainfall

The white light spreads to show

A forest you escape in from her

The gray, stormy clouds are such a contrast to her colours

Her big eyes look at you…

So alert…

They won’t let you leave her…

More light

She grabs the rain

The rainfall becomes her

The rainfall sends you flying into her

The rain joins you as one

Her wet eyes can be seen

They make your soul weak

So alert and beautiful

You can’t resist them

She really is the tempest

Her white dress blows violently in the massacring winds

Hard pelts of raindrops on your bare skin

On her bare skin

And her wild white dress

 

She lifts you up into her rain….

 

You vanish into her.

 

Her tempest covers the forest.

 

You’re both gone.

 

Dry (Fantasy)

 

A wet sand.

She entered into her fantasy.

Her dead body twitched.

Yoko. That’s her name.

Her golden skin had sand stuck to it

 

Her death had barely run away from her.

She felt herself be so tired.

The feeling of an orgasm, before her death.

She fell over. She was so weak. She couldn’t stand.

She was so close to death.

 

She started her fantasy with him.

 

On a sunlit beach, very different from the one she had almost died on,

There they were.

They were so happy together.

When he lay her down on the sand, they had sex in her water.

She had felt herself enter death that time, after he was finished with her.

A relaxed feeling, she was so sleepy.

 

“Uuuuugggghhhhh…. Mmmmmhhhhhh….”

 

The brutal reality dawned on her.

 

“W-what did I do to you?!”

 

He wasn’t breathing. He lay on top of her, on the sand, and didn’t breathe.

“Are-are you dead?”

She was stuck in the water. The waves blended in with her golden skin.

“G-get off-!”

He wouldn’t move.

She looked him in the eyes.

They were closed. His mouth gaped open.

“You’re-you’re dead….”

“Did I-did I kill you?”

She hugged him on her. “I-I’ll still pretend you’re alive. I don’t want to accept you’re dead.”

Her hands wrapped around him. She was still feeling on the edge of death, after what he had done to her.

A soft touch on his still body…she pulled him close to her.

“I’m sorry I killed you. This was my fantasy. We did this in a past, remember? I’m sure you do.”

“I remember you put me on the edge of death before, as well. You made me feel like I was dying.”

Floating on the water in front of her, his memories were just so blank.

“You-you have to remember…”

Looking up at the clear sky, memories floating in the clouds.

They’re nothing. His memories had gone blank-his lifeless body remembered nothing on top of her.

Clouds were blank to her, right now. She couldn’t see their shapes.

Her hug still pulled him close, a lifeless body she had somehow made, heavily lying on top of her.

Her golden body and hair were sinking into the shallow water, his weight crushing her.

She pulled him down with her, until her black hair was so wet in a clear ocean.

 

“I don’t want to be in a fantasy anymore.”

 

 

 

 

Dry (Reality)

 

The feeling of death stayed with Yoko…then, the strange pleasure stopped.

Briefly losing herself, a consciousness came alive to reality.

Dying pleasure was finished.

Another shore. Out of her wrong fantasy.

A wrong reality. She thought about going back to her forgotten fantasy.

But she was too strong to do that.

 

The man never killed her, even when he knew he did.

 

“Where is he?”

“I want to know where he lives.”

 

Her whole body was soaked in the water. Her skin dripped the whole shore.

She stood in her bra, taking off her soaking shirt.

Her shirt drifted away in the sea behind her-turning to look at it, she soon saw it move out of view.

 

“Oh.”

 

The sun had begun to set.

Time was waiting for her to come back to reality.

 

She sat down on the beach, completely unsure what to do.

 

“Where do I go from here?”

 

Hours later, the sun had almost set.

That woman was kneeling on the shore, playing with seashells.

“I don’t know what I’m doing in reality. He thinks I’m dead.”

The vision on the water appeared before her.

He moved the water under his feet as he looked at her.

A blank expression.

She stared back at him, with no emotion.

 

She’s had enough of water. It’s sickening her.

 

She fell into the water, too tired and confused to think.

Yoko choked on the water as she struggled to sleep.

A feeling similar to orgasms he had given her in her fantasy came over her.

 

“Uuuuugggghhhh….” The slow life-draining helped put her to sleep in the water.

 

Dead and forgotten, she fell into what she should have been swimming her life in.

 

The la petite mort helped Yoko finally just end it.

 

La petite mort was no happy ending for the girl.

 

Gone because of it.

 

Went in it.

 

It’s to blame.

 

Oh well.

 

 

 

 

She’s had enough of water. It’s sickening her.

 

When I woke up in the ocean,

She was nowhere to be found

She was the one searching for me

I wanted her to find me

So, where does she look?....

I’m so far deep in my waters

The sun spreads to the surface

Of the water and forms the water

Into it, before resting on the sky

The planet is lit up with light

The sea life expands onto the globe

Homes are covered with coral

Buildings are made out of water

She sees my reflection in one

And walks into the waves

The puddles splash around her

In a space of pure light

She sees the sea world at her feet

The planet had been turned into a living aquarium

The sea life is too much for her to take in

She floats so high above me

I’m so down below in the water

She dives in the watery planet

The light of the water sun

Blinding her

Water waves splash on her as he touches the sun

To reach me

The coral buildings are built in the water

The waves are pushing her towards me

As I lay under the waves

Consumed by the splashing sun of blue water light

She touches me

And I turn to a wave….

 

A young lady can’t see anyone….

She makes me overflow….

She’s beautiful when she swears.

 

She makes me overflow….

My god, she’s beautiful when she swears.

Ohhhhh godddd yeeeessssssssss….

 

She overflows on me.

 

Her Spiraling Hole

 

A hand that grabs the planets spirals it out into a hole

The galaxy is sucked in

She falls in by herself

The black hole explodes a million times over

With her in it

The black hole spirals out

And destroys her fears

The light on her face illuminates her surprise

She flies into the deserted streets

People waiting somewhere else to greet her

She can’t see herself in a black hole’s light

The light zaps away her power

And people smash into her

Black light, showing her sleeping

The clouds are sucked into her face in the sky

A black hole opens up beneath her feet

Her fears fall in

A million hands of light reach down to grasp her from dying

Shining rays of light in her black fears

She feels so much better

The pit she is falling in

So many shining hands to make sure she

Doesn’t die with her insecurities….

 

Her fears are dead below her.

 

 

The cogs turn in the earth/

She stands as the guardian of them/

They kick up black rock from the ground/

As the cogs turn/

Grass grows in her hands/

She puts them on the ground/

Grass spreads out across the world/

Grass spreads out on the cities of the world/

Covering them/

Sunlight reflects off the grass and shakes the

Cities with its strength/

She wanders to see her creations/

And spreads more grass to consume houses/

They reflect her light/

As she makes the world shake/

The sun is falling down above her/

She falls back slowly/

He jumps out of the light to save her/

They are cast in sunlight/

The sun falls down/

And sinks

Brightly into a pond/

They lie on each other,

Breathing heavily,

Safe from the sinking sun/

Puddles around the sun’s entrance to the pond vanish

Slowly/

A pond, as the focus of her living grass/

The grass all sways in the loud wind, all at once.

WHOOOOSH

WHOOOOSH

WHOOOOOSH

 

It’s so loud.

 

Vanish Mist

 

Reaching up to the sun

The dawn is hovering over her

She can’t see her reach out off the sun

She can’t see her reach with him

She can’t see where her hand floats in the world

He’s somewhere her hand can’t reach

Lifting into the sun

She sees the ground fall below her feet

She sees him float into her view

Just in front of the sun

Just in front of the light that shines on her

She can’t see where he lands

In front of her, he disappears

A clear smoke floating far away from her

A clear sky that it disappears into

She can’t see him die away from her

Even as she begins to step off a cliff

She falls to the forest below

The grass swaying in the world

Her dress comes off

She falls so naked into the forest

She is lost among trees

She turns to clear smoke

And vanishes into the clear sky

 

She is gone, with him.

 

Strange Planet

 

Eyes move open/

This place he doesn’t recognize/

This place that flows with electricity/

Powerlines unusually high in the sky/

Black rock covers the planet/

Electricity flows through the ground/

She falls in a distance/

He runs towards her/

Electricity shoots through the sky/

She is falling to a powerline/

He jumps to catch her/

But she falls onto the powerline/

And turns into an electric socket/

The electricity blinds him and zaps him as/

He falls backwards/ Burnt by her/

He falls into a powerline/

And is shot into her/

A smoke trail behind him/

Skin burnt/

They smash into each other/

Fall off the planet/

Into another planet/

Rolling off the empty black planet/

They fall into nothing/

Their eyes open/

They see each other/

They form a planet together/

As they hold hands while falling/

They fly away from each other/

Thoughts of both flashing before them in space/

They land on their planets/

Empty masses where they struggle to breathe/

Rolling around desperately on the ground/

Until they see each other’s memories in space/

 

And they feel comfortable being away from each other/

She flies far overhead him/ Her invisible wings/

 

He sits down and smiles at her memories, floating in her outer space.

 

She thinks they move like waves.

 

To look at a person

She fades to a strange place

Her description is still remembered

But she’ll be dead soon.

 

A past, somewhere you can’t see.

Her present, where I

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