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Giant moons fill the autumn sky

September goes out with crunchy leaves

pumpkin spice

and a chill in the air

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The man on the bus had a puppet
the creepy waxy kind
it stood on a pedestal
and bobbed it’s head
with a kind of face that said
“I want to see you dead”

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Behind again

Yes because Destiny. We’ve been working on this fucking raid ALL FUCKING WEEK, with one rest day, so yeah, 4 pomes. Here you go.


hums of electricity running
blue light of an LED screen
comforting non-silence mistaken for quiet
all of a sudden it’s gone
true silence is eerie
no steady whirrs to comfort you
no sound of wildlife from inside the dark room
just the sound of your soft quiet breath
willing itself to be louder
to combat the suffocating silence



there was a man in my car as I was walking towards it
adjusting the seat and reaching for the wheel
I blinked for a second
and then he was gone
my car was locked and empty and parked where I left it
I shuddered, got in and drove



cat is curled and purring
trying to sleep and annoyed at the screen
vying for my attention
to be present and pet him
but my shelter is almost complete



the steady drip of the water in the fish tank
lulls me off to sleep
the eventide is my day
I come alive with the light of the moon
and tire with the dawn of the sun

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I just needed to tie my shoes
tie them before they found me
with my bag packed and a handful of money in my wallet
hopefully enough to get me out of town
or at least a sleeping bag
a note expressing love
it was all a lie
I just need to get out
get out before they find me.

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The fortune in the cookie is: “in dreams and reality, nothing is impossible”

I don’t think of six impossible things before breakfast.

But if I did, waking up for breakfast would be one them.

I run on moonlight, in the lunar energy and quiet shadows.

The air is soft and mysterious. Invisible leaves crunch satisfyingly when I step.


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Little orbs provide a rosy glow

ice melting makes little noises in the glass

spouse and cat snoring softly

going to bed before sunrise.

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There’s a chill in the air
the leaves are orange-y red and crisp
music in my ears
“do you have a cigarette?” he asks, motioning
I wonder if I should buy a pack just to carry around for this occasion – it happens often enough
(but I don’t know the first thing about cigarettes)
“I don’t, sorry” sincerely apologetically
“you’re smart” he says
I smile and we cross the street
Good evening.

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Give A Guardian A Blade 20/30

if you give a guardian a blade and tell them to wait
they’ll want to dance a jig
and after they’ve danced a jig, they’ll want to crouch around
and after they’ve crouched around, they’ll sit on your face
because the server told the guardians to wait.

(brought to you by my life)

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Agent of the Nine (poems)

So, I was supposed to be writing poems, but then the Destiny expansion came out and guess what I’ve been doing instead?

So, to make up for the lack of dailies, I’m writing 9 poems here, now, about Destiny. And then I’m going back into leveling that fucking light so I can kill Oryx FOR REAL THIS TIME.



Is Xur in a box?
Is Xur near the clocks?
Xur could be here or there
in the Tower or the Reef
Xur could be with Petra, or Eris, or the Speaker
Xur is always in a crowd
Xur is always in a shroud
Xur is betentacled by the door near the Speaker.



The Darkness grows
says Eris Morn



Goodnight, little light
tucked in my backpack
always by my side
acting as my guide
warning me of fallen attacks



Shiny glowy machines
transforming planets and altering the fabric of time
some of them can eliminate you from existence with a look
probably best not to get too close



Born of Darkness and enemies of Light
They are death incarnate
feasting on that which is used to decompose
Their skin is bone and blood is dirt
screaming as their deathsong advances



It’s up to you, now, Guardian
They told me shortly after I woke from the grave
well, car….
I was revived, apparently
a ghost is my friend
and suddenly the world is shorn
fighting evils I’ve never seen or imagined
and it’s all up to me, now



They’re 800 pounds and destroy worlds just for getting in their way
What am I doing here again?
Thud, Thomp, Stomp
I’m flying across the map



So many arms. WHY?
Arms and grunts and vanishing tricks
cool hair, though



Today, we make our own Destiny.
Today we face the forces of Darkness and make it surrender to our Light.
Today, once more, we can survive
and for a short time, all is well and we can thrive once more.

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