MORPH - Test Battle Scene by TheSkyGecko, literature
Literature
MORPH - Test Battle Scene
Time seemed to go by in slow motion as I ducked under the shaft of my enemy’s long spear. The tip grazed my shoulder, drawing a little blood but causing little pain. I tried to reach up and grab the spear, but Kru drew it back too fast for me to grab. The metal blade glided back past my nose as I bent backwards, dodging the slash. Range is in his advantage. I thought. But if I can get far enough…
Time sped up and I mindlessly dodged the unforgiving slices. Up, in, and out I wove around the seemingly random stabs and cuts, all the while edging towards the wall. By it there was a hay bale, and while my human body wouldn’t be
the unfortunate truth [poem] by TheSkyGecko, literature
Literature
the unfortunate truth [poem]
DRUGS are bad
DRINKING is bad?
then why do you go to your PARTIES
- sometimes bringing US
then smoke WEED and get DRUNK?
you try to HIDE IT but you never fool me
you might TRICK my little brother but i’m not as STUPID or INNOCENT as i look
you tell us about all these things we shouldnt know
what we shouldnt ask about
what isnt allowed
and then give us the means to look at
and ask about
and do all these things
it’s called the INTERNET.
and now its TOO LATE to stop us,
playing games
finding porn,
waiting up late for ‘santa’?
because if you try to TAKE IT AWAY,
say no,
we will SNEAK into the computer room
turn it on
UNDERSTAND (the therians) [poem] by TheSkyGecko, literature
Literature
UNDERSTAND (the therians) [poem]
The nine-tailed soul inside of me,
The animal's vision I sometimes see,
I know no difference between fur and hair,
But my inner spirit is but thin air
You called us mad but I don't see,
What's so good about you (not me),
You hide inside;
with lip-gloss and make-up,
But you never have the courage to hold your mistake up,
And admit that what you say is wrong,
You hide behind falseness,
And yet we have the courage to tell the truth.
Because we are therian,
And just because we are different doesn't make us any worse
Or better
Than every other human being on this planet
Except that we're not human.
That girl there is a wolf,
But she doesn't yet
Disappear.
You vanish,
On the spot
You just were,
Flickering eyes,
Green in
The moonlight,
Then you
Are gone,
Into the golden
Stars,
Shattered
Into fragments
By the cruel moon.
You were there,
Staring
At me,
On that
Fateful corner,
Your consciousness
Burning bright,
Ablaze as if
You were akin
To the fiery depths
Of the sun,
Loosened by
Invisible means,
You take your leave.
I turn
The corner,
Hope you
Are there,
I do not
Realize
You have melted,
Boiled,
Burned
Into the ground,
Into the air,
Winging
Your way,
Soaring home.
Where,
Where
Did you go?
MORPH - Test Battle Scene by TheSkyGecko, literature
Literature
MORPH - Test Battle Scene
Time seemed to go by in slow motion as I ducked under the shaft of my enemy’s long spear. The tip grazed my shoulder, drawing a little blood but causing little pain. I tried to reach up and grab the spear, but Kru drew it back too fast for me to grab. The metal blade glided back past my nose as I bent backwards, dodging the slash. Range is in his advantage. I thought. But if I can get far enough…
Time sped up and I mindlessly dodged the unforgiving slices. Up, in, and out I wove around the seemingly random stabs and cuts, all the while edging towards the wall. By it there was a hay bale, and while my human body wouldn’t be
the unfortunate truth [poem] by TheSkyGecko, literature
Literature
the unfortunate truth [poem]
DRUGS are bad
DRINKING is bad?
then why do you go to your PARTIES
- sometimes bringing US
then smoke WEED and get DRUNK?
you try to HIDE IT but you never fool me
you might TRICK my little brother but i’m not as STUPID or INNOCENT as i look
you tell us about all these things we shouldnt know
what we shouldnt ask about
what isnt allowed
and then give us the means to look at
and ask about
and do all these things
it’s called the INTERNET.
and now its TOO LATE to stop us,
playing games
finding porn,
waiting up late for ‘santa’?
because if you try to TAKE IT AWAY,
say no,
we will SNEAK into the computer room
turn it on
UNDERSTAND (the therians) [poem] by TheSkyGecko, literature
Literature
UNDERSTAND (the therians) [poem]
The nine-tailed soul inside of me,
The animal's vision I sometimes see,
I know no difference between fur and hair,
But my inner spirit is but thin air
You called us mad but I don't see,
What's so good about you (not me),
You hide inside;
with lip-gloss and make-up,
But you never have the courage to hold your mistake up,
And admit that what you say is wrong,
You hide behind falseness,
And yet we have the courage to tell the truth.
Because we are therian,
And just because we are different doesn't make us any worse
Or better
Than every other human being on this planet
Except that we're not human.
That girl there is a wolf,
But she doesn't yet
Disappear.
You vanish,
On the spot
You just were,
Flickering eyes,
Green in
The moonlight,
Then you
Are gone,
Into the golden
Stars,
Shattered
Into fragments
By the cruel moon.
You were there,
Staring
At me,
On that
Fateful corner,
Your consciousness
Burning bright,
Ablaze as if
You were akin
To the fiery depths
Of the sun,
Loosened by
Invisible means,
You take your leave.
I turn
The corner,
Hope you
Are there,
I do not
Realize
You have melted,
Boiled,
Burned
Into the ground,
Into the air,
Winging
Your way,
Soaring home.
Where,
Where
Did you go?
holding hands into the night by Aerode, literature
Literature
holding hands into the night
The starships align in a billowing constellation of gravity and shimmer down on the firefly-studded cities below.
the rain brings sweet whispers of hushed voices in the night, when the tires squeal against oil and someone realizes that they love someone, too.
There's a day when the cacophony of chitchat is cloaked in chocolate and lined in velvet, and nights are reserved for twilight-soaked kisses and blooming roses.
little girls wash their faces of innocence and swipe on glittery lipgloss, while the older sit in their car, swabbing mascara over their eyelashes and praying to someone that they'll be picked. something waiting in their locke