Long time no speak/see/write!
It's been quite a hectic few months, lots of ups, lots of downs, and LOTS of in betweens. First off, 8 STORIES HIGH is progressing slowly but surely, I should be able to post an update very soon. (I am aware I have promised this before, so.... No promises this time!) Also, I have successfully installed myself into Melbourne and am thoroughly enjoying uncovering all there is to offer here. The art, the culture, the creativity is just sublime and has inspired me in my stories and music like never before. In the meantime, I have once again stumbled into what could be considered poetry so I thought I would share it here. It's a heavy subject, but I would love to hear what you all think of it and am open to some vigorous discourse on the topic. Until next time, enjoy: I Need To Close One third eye opens, sending a signal. Telling me what I already know. Why is the same warning repeated, Yet I continue to stumble and sink so low. I am not an open door. I am not to be read. Yet I make choices. Yet I am broken into. A personal, internal home invasion. My own doing. My own devices. I I need I need to I need to close. Hands wrench me open. I say I will struggle. I never do. Beauty destroys my defenses. No blame. No fault. Just radiance. Wash over my pain, heal my scars and create new incisions. Slide deep into me. Make me hurt. Make me happy. Hold my heart down and twist into me, under my skin. Match the beat that no one seems to keep up with. Race my pulse and then lead me into your own secrets. I will revel and scream and laugh and tear and cherish. If it's given to me, I will fall apart. If it's taken from me, I will crack at the seams. I will be open again. I I need I need to I need to close.
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Elliott Thomas is a native Sydney dweller who loves to write. No genre is off limits. That's all you need to know, carry on. Archive
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