Month: June 2014

banners

Posted on by skyraftwanderer

scrawled rainbow banners over boring brick work.
her hand feels good in mine.
rain of egrets crossing the skyline.
thoughts of ramen, ramen and more ramen.

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rainbow scrawl banners unfurl across empty concrete.
her hand feels good in mine.
rains of egrets glide over the neon skyline.
thinking of ramen. and more ramen.

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banners of scrawled rainbows along alley way walls.
her hand feels good in mine.
neon skyline blotted by an egret rain.
thoughts drift to ramen, and more of it.

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grey scale enveloped in unfurled banners of rainbow scrawl.
her hand feels good in mine.
sideways arc of raining egrets over the neon blazing.
ramen enters thought space, with no intent to leave.

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poems about things. and the music listened to while typing this:

video uploaded by user ApproachingNirvana

tis good.

alterations

Posted on by skyraftwanderer

paper cranes sprayed across a wall.
two people saying everything without words.
under the glow of neon flares,
the ramen grows a little colder.

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paper cranes fly on concrete.
lips move but say nothing.
ramen grows cold
under the neon deluge.

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sprayed on concrete paper crane flight paths.
there’s two people without words saying everything.
neon dragons soak everything in rainbowed fires,
while under it all the ramen grows cold.

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paper cranes cross over ramshackle brick work.
two people in an alley say it all with absent words.
under the great rampage of neon blazing
a bowl of ramen grows cold, and colder.

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grey scale skies brightened by paper crane cross overs.
there’s a dialogue but no words leave lips.
bowls of ramen grow cold nearby,
as ten thousand neon tubes blaze, and blaze.

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differences and stuff. brought on by a trip to liverpool. great city.

and the music listened to while typing this:

video uploaded by user ORANGINA0307

everyone likes jushin thunder liger.

dancing and twirling

Posted on by skyraftwanderer

even the wind won’t pass through this place
but the dust is still contracting and shifting
in and out of blown through buildings
crimson boots dancing and twirling.

and at extreme speed arcs the blazing grand sword.

the dust resumes its state of rest
on the tumbled exoskeletons lain in piece
and in and out of the blown through buildings
the wind still refuses this place.

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mecha stuff. and three updates in a week. this is happening. and another pokemon reference.

and the music listened to while typing this:

video uploaded by user Ch0s3tt3

think it fits with this.