Autumn MadnessThe leaves are on fire, the trees are exploding, their colorAutumn Madness
in my mouth and their scent in my ears the same chrome yellow as the freshly painted curbs whose predictable lines somehow help me stay near
the borders of sanity.
Dried leaves skitter across my path, swirling around my feet like panic, which is never
far from me these days.
Bright round crabapples lay on the sidewalk their firm ripe bodies crushed under the feet of passersby drunk on the colors of autumn madness.
I want to rock in a corner and wail for a mother pile me up in
Devious Journal Entry
lol you don't even get it.
goodbye now.
-Jay
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Hey lookie! [link]
I'm not normal, I'm just apathetic!!!
Avvie by ~LarkSprite
yeah, life seems to put trails of blue sharks in your path instead of bread crumbs or butterflies...
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every hour kills a flower
I haven't gotten to see all of your work before, you know, only a few of these. And the ones I saw took my breath away completely, but the ones I hadn't yet seen... you are truly amazing.
I hope I'll get the time to comment on each piece individually but for now I figured I'd leave you at least this general note. I truly hope you begin to get the attention you deserve as an artist, and I don't mean just here on DevArt.
I love you!
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I believe in nothing; everything is sacred.
I believe in everything; nothing is sacred.
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