Roads populated leaving no footprints
in the dirt in the dust floating above our heads.
Flashing lights say go stop
yet your standing still.
World news clutter the space
and all I do is look for you.
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
Roads populated leaving no footprints
in the dirt in the dust floating above our heads.
Flashing lights say go stop
yet your standing still.
World news clutter the space
and all I do is look for you.
Marching to a drum in the middle of the ocean
Crushing waves at the bottom of my heels like ants
Nights run long to the beat
Waves of formation crushing into the sand
Tides climb and the drum keeps playing.
Kicking and screaming
cheeks turning red
boiling in human hands.
Red and blue lights flashing
peaking through the window.
Rocky earths usually forgotten
were taken the entire trip.
Shrieks through the busy halls
echoing in shallow stalls.
The working nurse asked a simple question.
She looked at him
and him at her
and they both knew.
Not the pet detective
the fighter.
The matador and
the trickster.
Royalty remains in history
in the name of the Royals
Yordabo, rest in peace.
The crowd roared chants, ‘Red! Red! Red!’. The announcer finally reached above the crowd to continue the cast.
-Franklin’s Vulpix took out Red’s Espeon in incredible fashion! Red is on his heels for the first time since he battled Blue. Franklin and Vulpix has really showed guts in this battle! –
The grass from the stadium was burned to a crisp revealing a damaged earth. Franklin stared at Red and Red never flinched. A slight smirk and points at Franklin’s brow.
-It’s Pikachu! Red is not playing around anymore! Final bout for the Final Four and the championship! Lets hear it crowd!-
The crowd roared loader than ever before. Children in the front row wore Pikachu masks screaming his name! The energetic Pikachu has battled countless battles and shows no proof. Full red cheeks and tail shined under the stadium lights. Vulpix felt it too. Her paws trembled from the sight of the him. Or was it the crowd roars that horrified her.
Red still stood silent and full of confidence with his best friend battling besides him.
-Final round begin!-
Pikachu charged towards Vulpix, cheeks surged.
“Franklin.?”
Franklin stood puzzled looking at Red. Red never spoke to him the entire match.
“Franklin wake up.”
Pikachu took to the sky and his cheeks emitted a white glare that took the entire stadium capture.
“Today is the big day!”
Tribe lives red and white
Thick bears roam freely with man
Loving Robin to fathering a Robin
The great north legend has fallen.
R.I.P
Playing marbles with lambs and dice with the devil.
Missing the mark with all these fifteens and green zeros.
Goblins floss there wax teeth with bones and currency.
Suited Kings and Queens feast tonight with your own coin.
Piling high hay
hey put that down
you don’t belong here
there sit their be good
good boy
the race is going to start
gallop to victory little Martian.
Darkness clouds the view of your past and creeping into the future.
Mirrors shattered and a baby screaming in the back seat.
Girls jumping rope and boys playing basketball listening to Mac Daddy.
Flying from Los Angeles to Arizona to avoid traffic.
Rain drowns the night washing away the graffiti of my mind.
Forward moving and backwards.
only moving
Breaking bread with unwelcome guests
better run or this will be a Red Wedding.
Making friends of your enemies, where they
really my enemies.
Sunday is filled with your sins and
questions of where we are going and
where we should be.