Writing, Ideas, & Stories
You were the first of triple
to land on snake eyes.
Bow out, crapped out, cashed out
the oak table is cold to the eyes
and touch. The second stumbled
from the dice rolling seven
enough to win. The dice
are cold in his hands
but he must keep rolling-
for the third watching
on his left. Before he
must roll on his own.
Vanessa waited near the exit, “Congrats, Franklin, that was an exciting battle.”
“Thanks,” Franklin looked down as he walked past her.
“Everything alright? I thought you would be more, more energetic.”
“Yeah your right sorry. Where is.?
“They are getting ready for their match. They go on soon.”
Vanessa and Franklin sat, awaiting Daisy match.
You didn’t hold up your end of the deal. Your mother will hear from us.
“Introducing Daisy’s opponent, trainer we fear that’s in our mind, Max!”
Your mother will hear from us.
Franklin remembered Julie’s frightened face as the old man walked away
“Max and Slowpoke win the first round!”
The crowd erupted with Max cheers and awes.
“Hang in there, Daisy,” her sister shouted.
Your Vileplume. You had your Vileplume.
Franklin remembered the Vileplume on the gurney with the swirl in it’s eye.
“And it’s over! Max wins the match in style!”
“Max! Max! Max!”
The goal wasn’t always red.
Blood washed rewards,
dripping palms, oh lord have I sinned.
Those chains held me down
but now I’m free. I’ll let
these hands drip, I might wash
them tomorrow. I wouldn’t
count on it, I need this red
and I wear it like a wedding ring.
The goal use to be blue but then
the steel fell. I buried myself
on that lone night only to wake,
seeing red.
“Congratulations, Franklin, your Pokemon please,” Ivy’s aide said and Franklin complied. Franklin watched Julie do the same at the other exit and she was greeted by an older man wearing referee garb,
“What happened out there today,” Julie jabbed. “I was not supposed to lose to some rookie punk! How could he end up with a fire Pokemon when I specifically asked for my Vileplume?”
“I don’t know how he ended up with the Vulpix. The only Vulpix family is kept close to Ivy’s facility so it is possible for some to be in this tournament. You still should have been able to beat the rookie, according to his father, this was his first ever battle. You telling me the daughter of a gym leader lost to a rookie. I saw you stand there like a Stantler in the headlights.” Julie stared at the ground unable to answer.
The older man’s voice was rough and didn’t echo through the halls like Julie’s voice. He continued, “This was your tournament to win and you couldn’t hold up your end of the deal. Your mother will hear from us, will be in touch.” The older man turned and left the hallway.
Julie stood by herself still staring at the ground unable to move or speak. The aides rushed passed her and Franklin with Vileplume on a gurney, rushing for the emergency exit.
I’m not alone.
These eyes see worlds only
in photos. Photos
I watched captured
in the back of our mind.
Will hold hands, cry
together on shared shoulders
for our lost mother.
Will travel these eights roads
marching side by side
hands in our.
We are not alone.
~Till next time. S8
I don’t love for lukewarm.
I stare for the steam to be raising from the pot whistling my name.
If it doesn’t whistle it’s not for you.
The whistle is how I know it will burn. Don’t conform
Wait for the storm
and you’ll be reborn.
The slight breath of a timid one will settle
while we catch the perfect storm.
Don’t kid yourself they belong to you
They’re the start of a coming race…
~David Bowie
Make way for
the Homo Superior. Greet
the new slab every decade;
they are our king.
They walk the same
talk, sing, fuck like you,
yet, we’re on the ground
and they’re in space.
Putting moon shine
in a jar and holding it
high as the past.
Homo Sapiens outgrown their use.
Take our leave peacefully
onto the next
written in awe
we’ve finished our news.
R.I.P. ~
Shivering on a warm night
signal it’s time to escape.
Run where the cold still suprises you
lights dim to your will instead
of oppression.
Find me. Find me standing
under this light I power
with my will and I’ll share it
with you. Just be brave to leave
the shivering heat.
We followed your clay
as boys and girls on a crowded moon.
We came for the cheese and left
with your dream.
I can finally see through your eyes
weary and dreamy
looking for your love.
As you rest
know this, I’ll save this
Provolone through my final
days for my love,
my future Grommet.
RIP, Thank you for the wonderful tale.
Julie raised the Pokeball and a red stream shot out and grabbed the Sandshrew and it disappeared. Franklin raised his and the celebrating Squirtle vanished.
The trainers raised their next ball and threw it, “Woah, we have a Ratticate for Julie and a Krabby for Franklin!”
Franklin stared at his Pokemon deeply never-resting. Krabby had large pincers with thin eyes and it walked side to side. Krabby eyed Raticate, white long belly and brown outer coat with large sharp teeth with whiskers thin and scraping the ground.
The pincers snapped together and Franklin saw his Vulpix where Raticate was standing. Vulpix gazed into his eyes and licked her paw.
“Raticate, quick attack!” Raticate charged head first into Krabby’s torso, launching Krabby into a jagged rock.
Franklin rubbed sweat from his forehead and looked for his Vulpix and only saw Krabby on shaky legs sinking into the earth.
“Again Raticate, quick attack!” Raticate appeared in a blur and rammed the Krabby towards the feet of Franklin with swirls in his eyes.
“Krabby is unable to continue the battle. Julie wins this round!”
Julie returned the Raticate and Franklin stared at the Krabby with an open mouth and a pale thin face.
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