Ms. Salacious has found a new muse. This one seems to be a slow, contemplative burn that will be around for a while. Easing back into the creative process.
No one ever said writing was fast. Finally getting to 2nd sentence from 8/15 writers prompt. I never broke another heart until I realized what I was Catalyst for desire and change destined to be consumed by the reaction Mine is not the love you settle with It is the love that unsettles Moving between loves Shaping and being shaped but never matching anyone’s final form It is my lot to break and be broken just out reach of happiness Having problems coming up with the end line(s).
Here is the original assignment from Poets and Writers: Transcribe five sentences that you find interesting from a book or a magazine or newspaper article. Send the first half of each to a friend via e-mail and ask him or her to finish the sentence and send it back to you. Use the responses, or portions of them, as the beginnings of poem. http://www.pw.org/content/august_15. Cars were slowing down as the drivers stare at the hole that was just torn in the sky Mouths hung open in slack jawed ignorance as minds stretched to make sense of the nothing before them […]
Is it wrong that I just want it Now Now Right now Does that make me a brat? It’s your fault. If you stayed away or stayed the same I’d be just fine. But nope you had to evolve. You found me. Now I want it. I just want it. All of it. All the bullshit all of the great stuff all of the stuff in between. Gimme. now. now right now