My Beautiful Nightmare

A Japanese Untouchable.

You are gold, you cannot rust.

Steel, you cannot bend.

For you, my soul and body lusts.

So when I toss and writhe in dreams unmentionable.

And churn and twist in subconscious pain.

YOU.

My beautiful nightmare.

Appear to me, when I almost let you go.

 

Slip through my fingers like grains of sand we made love on.

And save me from bending too far.

For A REASON.

I am not supposed to let you go.

 

I will stay and fight for everything.

Because you are my everything.

Reviews

[Rory CJ Frankson]

cool. Neat use of the processor for creative effects, and accentuation.

What effect me the most. Was your use of a culture attachment to the your opening. That created for me, an imaginative edge. It kept me digging. Which is cool. Cause, I did catch the relationships to that premise. That you kept in context, to bring about a creative remind and the extenuation on on topic... GOOD WORK in that staging, through the creative stream!

I really like some of the bends and turn of phrase with your word play, and. The staging of match I thought. The graphical quality, as such. This included for me, the center frame working, as well. In keeping the eye interested, in your focus... neat. Creative!

Ro.

[Sam Severn]

Cool s**t, Death Roww! The jagged lines n' diff fonts made me squirm, but I kinda like that. N' "Slip through my fingers like grains of sand we made love on" is one wicked sentence to live or die for! ㋡