Shot in the Dark Pictures
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I don't have much to offer except the opportunity to tell a story from the inception of its origin. To grant freedom of authenticity a carousel of perspectives. Optimal creation is derived from the uncertainty of pain yet to happen.
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The Long Weekend
The Northeast has been my home on and off for the past decade. Traveling up and down this slip-and-slide only to climb right back to its peak once more. Maine. Vacationland or as it has been toted to the masses. American flags line the roads of small-town America. An Old fashion church slumbers, fasting away. The dirt road in a wooded wonderland curiously curls its trajectory. Mousam Lake, a cabin overlooking its prowess. My brother from another mother is back stateside and has invited me to his family property upon this secluded lake.
By Shot in the Dark Pictures3 years ago in Confessions
Popcorn Ceiling
White crumbling popcorn. An ocean on the ceiling above. My gaze fixed and faded upon a nothingness. Transferred out of my resting body away. I am not here for this moment. I’m laying in my ex-girlfriend's bed. She’s side-spooning me as I am parked on my back. My hands are vessels of ambiguity. Softly rubbing her head holding her hand as she so softly moans herself into resolution. The pain of the moment isn’t without the pleasure of its creation. There was some semblance of fawning for my presence.
By Shot in the Dark Pictures3 years ago in Confessions
