Another Poetry Spew
Oh, the thin mask I do wear
Each passing moment a rip or tear
It burns away at lips and eyes
Hating itself for its disguise
A smile in the place of a frown
For lips turned up instead of down
Not a dry eye in the place
With this mask is neer the case
A happy glance
A forced laugh
A half-a grin
Thats eer too dim
Its peeling back, this mask so wore
And soon the truth Ill answer for
A feeling, can it be its true?
No, thered neer be me and you.
Or is the mask, I dearly fear
Instead of peeling, growing near
Until, I dread this is case,
The mask will meld into my face
The mask or me
Who will it be?
Or is the separation there?
Do I even really care?
Why expose my tender side
And be beaten by the tide
For it comes in and stays a while
But that ever, ever vile
Tide rolls in and tide rolls out
And leaves the good one eer in doubt
Of where he ends and she begins
Her life now shattered for his sins
And who now can she turn to
Without the fear of
Acacia: Like the Thorn Ch. 4
Dinner was scrumptious.
Im glad you liked it. Acacia leaned around the door of the bathroom connected to Lees bedroom. He lay on his bed with a paw on his stomach.
I just ate too much, he moaned. Her laughter drifted in from the other room.
Ive got a cure for that, she teased.
You cook from now on. She flashed him a smile and crept around the corner into his room. She wore a maroon fitted t-shirt and black shorts. Not too flashy, but it still showed her two tattoos. One was high on her left thigh and the other was low on her right ankle. Both were a vine of ivy wrapping around her leg, but thorns had been added.
I think Ill suffer . You look nice.
She looked at herself skeptically. Really? I mean, I wore stuff like this around the house, but Id never thought anyone would think it looked nice.
Acacia: Like the Thorn Ch. 3
Turn left here?
Yeah . Oh no . Acacias eyes widened in horror. Flashing lights and sirens surrounded her apartment complex. A body was brought out on a stretcher. It bounced on the steps and the sheet fell back. It was Acacias roommate.
She did it . Shes gone, Acacia sobbed. Her tears switched to fright. Oh no, oh no, oh no .. I-I cant go back there. Not now, not like this . Oh, I bet Ms. McCreedy turned me in, too .
Calm down, calm down, Lee comforted her as he slowly drove past the scene. He gently patted her knee. You dont have to go back there.
But where am I gonna go?! Not everyone will rent to a person like me! She was frantic. She shook with fear and sobbing and hid her face in her paws.
Acacia . Look at me .
She sniffed back the tears and looked up. What
Acacia: Like the Thorn Ch. 2
The Lonely Room
In the words of Julia Roberts: Its nice, the while seduction thing youve got going on, but Im a pretty sure thing. She stared him in the eye, moving to sit in his lap.
Lee laughed. Acacia paused, confusion evident on her face.
He sighed. Is that what you thought I wanted you for?
Wh-Why else? She sat on the edge of his knees, utterly puzzled.
You looked like you could use a paid vacation.
She cocked her head.
A night off. Besides . I couldnt if I wanted to, Lee said quietly, looking at the wine he swirled about the glass.
But-But, you could . I mean, thats-
No, no, Acacia, its not you, its just . He looked up at her, shaking the hair from his face. His left eye was completely white. It was my third tour, three days before my buddy and I were to come home . Routine patrol,
Acacia: Like the Thorn Ch. 1
Higher Class, Higher Pay
She was a brown fae, a little on the plain side but not lacking an angular beauty. A crop of darker-reddish fur fell over her right eye. A brown-paper-wrapped clove cigarette was held in one hand, burning more than actually being smoked. A short cut leather coat hung to the bottom of her short skirt, buttoned so that it covered her otherwise bare chest. She strutted the high class street in high-heeled shoes, waving her tail in a flirtatious manner. She paused to sit on a block of cement that served as a bus stop, taking a draw on the cigarette.
Cacia that better not be you hoggin my corner, a dark-furred fae called. She was dressed similarly and walked with an air of fake annoyance toward the brown female.
I just stopped to rest a moment. These heels are killing me. Acacia rubbed her feet to accentuate this claim.
Yeah, sure, the dark fae scoffed. Hey. Baby, looki