what do you say when there is nothing left to be said?

"the most astoundingly beautiful creature your eyes have ever graced upon for all years to come, and all that have passed, from the beginning of time, the dawn of creation......"

(she said to say that)

she may just be our sanctuary....  forever....

This is our OTHER Fallen Angel.

the REAL Angel.

Call her... oh... Mallory. Yes. Mallory. That will do nicely.

Mallory...  Baby...  She just...  IS.

She's from some odd place somewhere in Canada. she thinks. maybe.

This is Charlie.  Pretty Boy.  Good Dawg.

These furry creatures are her Babies. Can you see the Family resemblance?


some of her words:

sharp the steps
of one who roams
and beast running wild
through earth wind and water
if one should see
they got company
to run, to flee
or maybe
they only want to teach, to learn
an even exchange
a gift, a curse
(well, maybe they liked it better before)


some more of her words:

scared of nightmare
(that's why he left)
but who could resist the mind's thrashing and burning
you crave that as much as sleep's languid dream
i had a nightscare
i little sacrifice, a little blood
chocolate screams
are a livid reminder
of what you thought you forgot


She had these words to share today:

all the air was electric
mith molten data
jeering, to leave this open wide
running around blind, just waiting to see
already dead, or wanting to be
forever
and i sit here
amidst the static
wondering if copper wire and endless input
could possibly create life


do you like it? What you have heard? Does it call to you?

Something else she said. it might be important.

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