A pastiche poem by Debbie Frampton and U2
A picture in gray--
all the colors bleed
into one, and what you don’t
know you can feel somehow.
to touch is to heal--
to hurt is to steal.
I’m finding out all the things
I’ve been talking about.
Learn to kneel if you want to kiss the sky.
Lend a hand in return for grace.
Shed a tear and then let love go.
Ever after is a long time.
About my serious side
Not to break the spell or spoil the fun, but you've probably figured out my real name isn't Dummy.
The CTD Diaries is my playground. No one tells the truth in their diaries anyway so I figured I should find another place to get real, where the head lights aren't so bright. I originally thought this would be a good place to post my creative writing, but I think this is just a good place to tell the truth.