Author: Unique

I don't write. I create. #EveryHeartbeatCounts

Next Door

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Next door, to my left, lives a man that plays music loud in the morning. Every morning I’m mourning for good music that has since passed.

Next door, to my right, lives a couple and the fight most nights. He slams doors and she cries. Every night I’m screaming inside for a moment’s silence to record ASMR right.

Rage

Would you like to see rage?

That’s not me. I’m classy.

I’ll step back in silence, turn and walk away.

I won’t even repeat how you fucked up, I have no words to say…

In Other News: I Miss You

I miss your face

Your voice

Your sex

I miss your number because the law states always delete an ex

I miss you!

In other news, I remember when you stared into my eyes and lied

I remember when you silenced your voice, silent abuse made my love subside

I recall sex was? I don’t remember

Who the fuck were you? Dinner companionship last December? Nah!

You were, are and always will be a bitch!

I forgive you not, because forgiveness makes me slip…into the realm of your nonsense, remember you had no sense. Immune to my plight of neglect, yeah, your emotions were senseless.

In other news: I now know how to read minds.

Saturday 9th of May 2020

I’m lazy on a Saturday because I wake up at 4 am, I ponder around my bedroom and I dream of some intriguing men.

Writers, Creators and even Brownie Bakers.

I see the originality in life as it is.

I dream about many because creative writing is my biz, Ha-ha! See what I did?

Say cheese Unique!

Creative writing is my heartbeat – I love you WordPress!

Noodles

I wanna break you into four pieces and place your body into a pot.

Hot water will bubble and boil out your soul.

I’ll add essence to your existence and flavour you with hope.

I never said no to your hunger, I said no to your shit pot of nothingness.

Unieeeq

Who is Unieeeq? Who is she? What is she? Who she be? Who she be?

I’m the bird of flame.

The tiger in the heart.

I’m a tsunami in the artic.

The blue star amongst the art.

I know not how to speak or to write, I simply think!

I’m not unique, I’m Unique…

Rhetoric

Will you join me in the bathroom? It’s the best room to be.

I’ll bath in bubbles, you’ll film me!

I want you to see my nipples through the mango burst soap suds.

You will film me and you won’t stop until I say.

Only stare into my eyes, or I’ll demand you leave right away.

Will you join me in the bathroom? It’s the warmest place to be.

I’ll press my breasts against the shower screen, I’ll press and you’ll see, that the bathroom is the greatest place to be.

Popped

So earlier today or rather late yesterday, I popped a few pills to help ease the pain away.

Blood mixed with my urine is not blood in my pee – I’m menstruating it’s natural, the pain is created by my body.

So earlier today or rather late yesterday, I popped a few pills to help ease the pain away.

Being this hot is a part of the process, its not an act or a piece of improv!

I’m menstruating it’s natural, the heat is created by my body.

Yes, I’m up early it’s like 02:17. I don’t care that I’m up at this hour, I don’t care you see.

So earlier today or rather late yesterday, I popped a few pills to keep the pain at bay.

Buckets of Love

I can tell you about the blue buckets I have in my bathroom.

They’re filled with love.

At night I wander the streets and sprinkle hearts on all things green.

A bucket here, a bucket there, you know what I mean.

But where do they come from?

I can’t share that information on my blog.