I was twelve.
It was snowing.
I thought that she might die.
And then I’d have to live with you,
damn your eyes.
Image © Ashley Lily Scarlett 2015
Text © Ashley Lily Scarlett 2016
I was twelve.
It was snowing.
I thought that she might die.
And then I’d have to live with you,
damn your eyes.
Image © Ashley Lily Scarlett 2015
Text © Ashley Lily Scarlett 2016
hijacked amygdala 
Is that Mars?
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In his eyes? They were planet ‘stickers’ from a phone I used to have. I can’t remember which one it was though. Well spotted!
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Just thought it might be Mars – God of War. Subconscious imagery?
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Could well be!
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Interesting, Ashley, and the poem is, too. Hope we see more poetry from you. Quite powerful!
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Thanks for dropping in over here and leaving a comment, my friend.
I hope to include some more writing but we’ll just have to wait and see. 🙂
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Excellent . 🙂
By coincidence I was recently listening to “Alex Clare – Damn Your Eyes” ( YouTube ) .
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Another ‘coincidence’! Have you got access to my inner world, Joseph? I hope you don’t for your sake – it’s a bit chaotic in there. 😉
I was first introduced to the phrase “Damn Your Eyes” via Johnny Cash’s song “Sam Hall”.
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Different song, but still very good.
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Yes, I listened to the one you mentioned, too. 🙂
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Did you ever watch or read the Demon Headmaster? It used to freak me out. This reminds me of the terror.
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No, he’s unknown to me but I just googled him. Here’s a gentle green eye:
https://strataoftheself.wordpress.com/2016/04/06/paolo-m-vulnerable-green/
🙂
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