Poems

Poetry

Tiger tiger burning bright

In the forests of the night

What fear you bring to the souls of men

A single glance

A game of chance

Shall condemn

To a silent fearful end

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Tiger tiger burning bright

In the forests of the night

What hate do you invoke

A trap, a trap! Is set for death

Waiting with the baited breath

To set and snap and choke

To pour water on a fire

The smoke shouting Liar! Liar!

Tiger tiger burning bright

In the forests of the night

What a simple wish is said

When a single tear is shed

Dawn arises, what soft light

Destroys the night

Tiger tiger burning bright

In the forests of the night

A shooting star its death a plight

Against the rage of the light

What scares me

But the one thing, the one thing that scares me most, the scares the shit out of me, is “Where are we?” I know it doesn’t sound very frightening, but go outside in field late at night, look up at the stars, and think about this. Where the fuck are we? Like, where the fuck is our universe? Is it just a thought? An idea? You’ll know when you understand this when you suddenly feel so alone and afraid. It scares me.

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Love

I love film. I absolutley, definitley, in all ways love it. I love being the one directing or being behind the camera. it almost gives me a sense of 'power' but not with having to be seen, which I like. Anyways, I had the best idea for a comedy this morning. It involves: 2 gay guys (btw-im not homo, homophobic, or any of those other homos) , a wedding, 2 wedding dresses, and a slight accident with silver shoes :)
More later,
PaperCrane

Doctor Who

So the very first DW I watched was The End of The world with Eccleston. I didn't know it then, but that was the start of a long obsession of all things Doctor Who. My favorite Doctor is Tennant, of course

Oh, Btw....

I used to have a blog that quite a few people knew of, it was called Love, Friends, and Doctor Who. It got deleted *sob* so I'm starting a new one.