CCH! Slumber pt2

Catching Slumber

3ctopic pregnancy! Showing past five months; ”or so you’ve been told” – Blaine @ the Tyme… Or so I recall, now a memory of thoughts.

”! grammar mistakes (on to) I pray for forgiveness- ”Nothing worse than a slammed door. {Rooms On Fire} blissful night aside from the heat; His name {Oliver}Now does he have ” blu- grey eyes??

(What to pay for a smaller nibbler kiddo child in wonder of one’s own thought!) reward myself by a collection of cookies ” too much” mental health and behavior.

adoption {Panic!!} He always {meant to be} … was mine. “Whoops, over 24 hours.??? It’s 2022! yesterday or ’23’ I slept with One night stand… ”I guess ” whose mistress back to the Gypsie! {I was} token within an overdose of writing – overbearing I guess; I saw cried…”best mistake… Undertaking the good ole days; ”!

T.G.I.F (29′)

Sat. Oct. 30th

1:01pm

The Stone Witch,

Once upon a time-

surrounded ” the best ancient beauty

caught a fish

she was a really nice woman, who swam in the river;

cherry on top of a Christmas tree.

Catching Slumber

Thurs. (pm- am Oct…) Catching Slumber

3ctopic pregnancy! Showing past five months; ”or so you’ve been told” – I had my miscarriage outside my fallopian tubes., My mom was living in Blaine @ the Tyme…

They wanted to operate on me, I thought they would have killed me; due to my past surgeries; ‘Would have named her Noemi Olive… She was a little girl (my mine) Or so I recall; now a memory of thoughts (narration) drizzled voices in my head! like iodine, admit have no idea how to etc.} paid {this part of my -”documented writing”- called; Catching Slumber. Less correction of -” line (adored – cherished) most??!!! among Zoom thinkers or ” poetic creativity ”! grammar mistakes (on to) I pray for forgiveness-

(I wanted to com·mis·er·ate [kəˈmizəˌrāt] in the babies’ memory: A necklace shaped like a little elephant … Had been bought to wear around my neck)

”Nothing worse than a slammed door. ‘Would it be the website I created echoed more than (bittersweet) grief of Catching Slumber:  I’m pregnant again… (Sec child) The mouth was my blur!! {Rooms On Fire} blissful night aside from the heat; A little boy” I created little man for short, His name {Oliver}Now does he have ” blu- grey eyes?? its clashed, among -”bloody show”- (all over my bathroom floor) Still reward myself by a collection of cookies ” too much” mental health and behavior. I spilled; {mine as fine wine} ” Childhood abandonment ” no longer … To much paperwork (What to pay for a smaller nibbler kiddo child in wonder of one’s own thought!) Under the table ”now smoothed over” adoption {Panic!!} He always {meant to be} … was mine.

“Whoops, over 24 hours.??? It’s 2022! Mom is now living in North Carolina; How I was pregnant ” is not a joke anyway! Feels like only yesterday or ’23’ I slept with (baby) before my phone alarm went off. No sitter I’ve found maybe could have been my bigger sister… Supported near my work no longer…

{semi-absentee} I was told & feed, Hypo- cretic beau – (oracy). Cheated with; In a state of mind {” Who’s the dude?} Donald he was; Some personal document token within an overdose of writing – overbearing I guess; {few cared less} How many thoughts in toes catch like creative water dripping all-round – A man – One night stand… ”I guess ” whose mistress back to the gypse! {I was} has no birth certificate… weighting for a green light… The other {female} I saw cried…”best mistake… Undertaking the good ole days; ”! of Catching Slumber ” like a character playing tricks in my sleep -” these haunted halls ”- Such a verse; with no talk riddling for Catching slumber… Another {no love bomb}

Remember reseving

What is she here for; a right if she’d even seen one…

You shit ” horsewhip at the faces”! His dark thick lazy quivering hog!

tantalizing pig whiff meat.

tf#

Leaf, wind-rain…! Others laughter quoting memory

what jumps from a hollow sea side?

..blazing heat fades 1,2,3,4 I’m sorry – bones chill across the air…” ob-nox-ious ”- understatement, lips we’ve learned sorrow

nor-ep-neph-rise, conduction ” crass study votes – worlds whole mess – 51 yea 49 nay, chatting; writing; visional work – chouring ” the nightly sh3ll part”.

Time Knows All History, – A – Convoluted

mouse, funny silly read!

-rage swearing core Ms. quartz…

thump of the red

Manuscript reserver Hakui

Its dank cold morning 3am; {…}

echos;

need be put this

unpublished on my I.D

Zion

gone long before his death, ” bloody show ” on the bathroom floor

worth seeking – repetitious refrain- knelt down – took his last breathe… L’chaime; Mind you, committed

they – she, his/ her ” Yrs. Chapter Of The End’ — … troubled by the findings of the story. “It is You come in the snow;

mist filled air- dripping with oil ” Moring came when?? Reka

may this 22, yr be full of blessings

maybe;’ walking on a ledge 20 stories above the sidewalk, thinking “she knows

above a whisper – dark inside –

gives us a tired smile: little like a ghost, memorize Jetzt!

B’av Pasesch

Its dank cold morning 3am; {…}

echos around in mind – Zion Mame [a Greek mythology notes]

I’m Yiddish Neche chinush

he lay on my shoulder

spice shadow, skitzo ” if it don’t fit, Givitha up Yō oy

Faigy kallah stretches around my room

speedy pitch daily a piece dripping rainwater

hit the space bar and combined. My thoughts are soaking slipping away like dishes- floating chapters I have written in implode

I just know how much, if miss this ”voice” it is still eleven am

unto the ground figurative slashing hair away, but- do I matter each second, maybe about you. What has been done within this cantoris’s life {justice}

enjoy moments how; shell places we all mix…

hile faces grow stall & more inappropriate then after you began

apoigize take on story’s

choreograph like a skipped beat returned, {thy – the} my headphones of boarding school

Slan (play dead)

She proceeds to tell;

: These checks are her way of making sure you are a suitable audience (meal) because you are still listening (alive). I’m writing {few voices hear} example, concerns and see what they

gather facts and decide together.

less words come out- few”

A battery I see; has lost its place in the world- poetry! those words shift

are they dead? I wonder [ living zombies already}

hears spoiled echo gander

I lost, unknown: erased into oblivion

scripts mind no one

edits cut, background

just ignore me – what a nightmear –

Fire Not Saved editions

Bucharest 0ct. 5th

0,231 @ge of energy

walking on a ledge 20 stories above the sidewalk, thinking “she knows
above a whisper – dark inside –
gives us a tired smile: little like a ghost, memorize Jetzt! Halflings A-13488 {”thought she was pregnant”!}

walking on a ledge 20 stories above the sidewalk, thinking “she knows
above a whisper – dark inside –

let us pray before finding objects around the house

moss coved relationship

ripped frayed pants & your Alaska Daly
gives us a tired smile: little like a ghost, memorize Jetzt! Halflings A-13488 {”thought she was pregnant”!}