Twin walls, cold and firm in their shared
Detachment, face each other
Across a narrow plain.
Pulsing heat radiates, but is chilled,
Depleted by stronger resistance
Until merely a whispered desire
Penetrates the opposing defenses.
Behind each wall cowers a lone
Prisoner, both protected and trapped
By their unweathered barriers.
Aware of the other’s imprisonment,
Though the strength of the walls remains
Enigmatic, they beat for each other
Knowing the rhythm will die on the stone.
Yet a hint of emotion by chance
Escapes, quietly breaching well-built
Defenses, shocking the prisoners out of despair.
And hope is born, a fluttering
Warmth that thrives on subtlety,
Seeing the already crumbling walls
With eyes unhindered by doubt.
What is the Stantonian Association of Interesting People?
My friends, this blog is dedicated to those men and women who go out of their way to be remarkably interesting. In other words, all of those fascinating Stanton students (or, in the rarest of cases, students from other schools) can join this blog to appreciate creative writing developed by us students. I, Braden Beaudreau, the creator of this blog, will post my past, present, and future works on this website, and those who join and comment will get the same opportunities. May all of you live in happiness and peace, and never forget: being interesting is the only way to stand out from the masses.
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ReplyDeleteI like the imagery, kind of sci-fi wasteland style in my head, with the "breath" of emotion being color in gray.
Very nice.