|.whisper to me.|
"anyone whose ever had a heart wouldn't ..."
Stabby Imagery - all rights © Amanda Graham 2015
|... messages ... to you ...|
|... buy me ... my big mug is wonderful ...|
"There must have been happy moments though right?"
Oh yeah, disillusionment starts somewhere ...
... and i laughed ...
sardonic is such a fine fine word
... reading all the implications ...
reading the humor messages cos need th laughs
reading the poetry messages cos (love)and(pain)
reading the photos cos need th twisted beauty
J_XPat “... and it can be both sad & ironic”
and because the sardonic is mostly self-derisive and wholesome
the "oh hell yah i did that again" of analytic postures
RadioMandy - gonna spin something - CountryWestern, NOT all about drunk fuckin & trucks
... i listen for th' high keening notes held an held an held, th' taunt tightness of it held so long so high in th' air that's where she is ...
... not in th' sordid city suburbs but high in th' thin of th' desert high in th' notes of th' dry thin air ...
... up there where th' theme of her rides th' hurt and narrowed flow of her, high there out of my reach ...
... it's Texas girl so you have to expect that thin hard ride ...
... y'all Texas girls, specially you Poet, don't worry bout it, it's a song about someone else, someone else ...
i read too much, a tracker i follow too many trails, been about this far t'long an m'eyes ain't much fer it anymore, just this one more ...
RadioMandy - CountryWestern post-everything yep, it's CW at its heart
and it's a message to a Texan ...
"So is it because she was the last?"
I won't surrenderI shake off the arms of the demons that are pulling me down
No I won't surrender and drown
I struggle to stand while their nails are digging deep in to my skin
Screaming loud just to block their poisonous whispers that hunt my mind
Looking around for the sunshine
Anything that can pull me out and help me escape those monsters that want to feed off my pain
As I wait my energy and strength begins to fade
I scream even louder but this time not to block the whispers but to cry for help
No I won't surrender and drown
Someone will come to hold me while I regain my strength back to fight and slay the evil demons
Minutes turn to months , time has weakened the hope I hold inside
There was no sunshine that killed away the darkness
There was no hands to pull me away from the dark hole
There was nothing but my echo screaming back at me
I don't want to surrender and drown
But no strength is left in me
And no one that cares enough to save me
I became a loom ... a work of wood and oils and flesh and pain ... I became words, woven together to impart myself, an offering of memory and love ... I became a crowd of voices longing for that final color that might complete ... I am Amanda here to open, here to pound loud and set you upon a journey ... |
Let me tell you a story ...
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|Yes, I AM a gay American woman; and damn proud of that. I flirt shamelessly with females, males, and photos of kittens. Anyone who let’s that go to their heads (eyes.the.homophobic.female.artist) is not only stupid but arrogant.|