I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

"Don't touch me!"

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap.

You just took me by surprise.

I didn't want to be hugged.

Or touched.

Or talked to.

But that's mean.

Really mean.

But I didn't want a hug,

Or a sister moment where we get along.

I love those!

It's just...

I don't want to be hugged.

Or touched.

Or talked to.

I'm sorry.

Deep breath, in and out.

Stop being so mean!

It was just a hug and you overreacted.

Again.

Please don't hug me.

Or touch me.

Or talk to me.

I can't handle it right now.

I'm sorry.

Finally finished following false Facebook “friends’” flimsily fabricated faultless façades;

Facets falsely flash florid, fleeting frissons: farcically foolish fads, flippantly funny frivolities, flattery-fraught flirtations, flagrantly facetious fulminations, frightfully fretful forebodings, famous female fetishization; frankly, far from fascinating.

Facebook's formidable framework features formulaic facilities for furtively filtering followers’ feeds, force-feeding fatuous followers fetidly faulty fodder, falsehoods framed favourably; forgeries fester; flagrant flim-flam flourishes; factual fidelity falters, forfeited for facile fairy-tale fantasies.

Facebook's fractally fallacious, fetid, festering forum forcibly furthers filthy, flagrantly fictitious frequencies; fractiously facilitating false "facts", fertilizing fodder for formidable fearmongers (frequently fiendishly fraudulent, faithless fascist fundamentalist figureheads feigning faithfulness), fervently, furiously fingering fault-free foreigners, frightening fearfully faithful followers; fomenting frustratingly foolish, fruitless, futile fights;

Foolhardy fringe factions flourish, festering, fertilizing false fatalism; fanatical foes' fiery feuds follow, faces foaming: fisticuffs, fractured femurs, fusillades; fearsome firepower found, fatal firefights follow.

Freedoms foregone, forfeited, forced furtively from fine friendly fellows' fists; federal fascists, fumbling, faltering, feverishly forestalling forthcoming failure, follow former Führer's footsteps, forbidding freedom; Facebook faithfully facilitates, foiling freedom fighters, fingerprinting firebrands, feeding false "facts", foreshadowing frighteningly formidable fascist forces' forthcoming.

Fuck Facebook.

---

Fortunately, found fresh, fantastically fancy, formal forum for fostering fruitful fellowship;

Finding formidably fluent friends from foreign fields feels fabulously fun!

Finally, freedom from fruitless frivolity!

Finding functionality, forming friendships, fostering freedom.

Fellow freedom fighters (fiesty feminists, flamboyant fellows, fierce firebrands...), forthright, feel freely, fervently, fiercely, forcefully;

Facing forever forward; floating fearlessly, flying;

Forging fresh fates from flickering flames.

Faculties, fecund, *finally* flourishing!

---

(Forewarning: following facilitates face fluids' flow; fortify first.)

---

Fondness for flora fading fast; flowers forgotten, forests' foliage falling.

"Foresters" frequently fell fertile forests, forming feedstock for fuelling factories' foul, filthy furnaces, foundries;

Freighters from faraway factories forge forward frictionlessly, fossil-fueled, ferrying flimsy fare: forest frontiers fall forever faster for forcefully foisted fad-following furniture, futons, flooring, functional fixtures, fairy-tale fences, fanciful figurines, filigreed finials; fabricated first, foremost, for farcically fattened, frighteningly feebleminded folk.

Finding financial frugality far from fantastic, frequent fliers fling funds freely, finding fresh fields for fornicating. Forsooth! Frequent flying flings fossil fueled fires' foul fumes frighteningly fast. Furthermore, frequent flying facilitates fatal flus' far-flung flourishing. Forthwith, forego fanciful flights, friends.

Fossil fuel financiers' fiendishly foisted "fossil-fuel footprint" farce fosters false feelings from fine, friendly folk. Forget "fossil-fuel footprint" - first, foremost, finger fossil fuel factories, fossil fuel financiers, fossil fuel foisters.

Fossil fueled, fossil fluid-filled freighters forge forever forward, feeding fractionating factories; fractionating factories forge fossil fuels from fossil fluids, forever feeding fossil-fueled fires, flinging foul, fetid fumes forever farther. Fossil fluid ferriers frequently fail, fractured fuselages foundering, fast-flowing fossil fluid flurries forever fouling fresh fisheries, forests, fields...

Fossil fuels' filthy fumes fatefully force frighteningly fast feedbacks, forever forcing Fahrenheit figures further forward, fatally frying forests, flora, farm fields, fisheries, fellow fauna. Furthermore, frequent fluctuations (formed foremost from fossil-fueled fires' foul, far-flung fumes) famish formerly fertile forests, facilitating forests' fall 'fore fearsome, formidable flames fanned ferociously from fallen foliage; fauna flee frantically from furious fires. Filthy fossil fuels' felony failures forever fouled finite fields; future's frightfully foggy, fragile, finished. Foreground's faltering. Fuck fossil fuels' filthy financiers.

Furthermore, faulty fission furnaces fail ferociously, flinging filthy fallout faraway, forever fouling farm fields; fully fertile fouled fields, formerly fruitful, fecund, fall forever fallow, forsaken.

Fuck.

---

Feral fauna faltering:

Far fewer fluffy, furry friends (ferrets, fossas, fennec foxes, fruitbats, flying foxes...); Famous feral felines' future fading; foolishly fast-flying fossil-fluid fueled Ferraris, flatbeds, Fords, frequently flatten feeble, frightened fawns.

Flippered, finned friends fed fish for forced flipping, flapping, frolicking, flailing; freedom forgotten forever, freewheeling friends faraway.

Furred friends factory-farmed; frightened, frenzied, frantic; force-fed feeble fodder, fattened, flesh finally fried for fatty fast food (Fast Food: fizzy, falsely flavoured fructose-filled fluids flowing freely from fountains, french fries, fried flesh...).

Furriers flay fine fur from furry friends' flesh for fetidly fancy fashions. Forego furriers; faux fur's fine.

Festering factory fowl farms facilitate flus' fatal flourishing; furthermore, free-flowing feces flushed from factory farms frequently fouls freshwater fisheries.

Fluttering, flitting friends (fireflies, fleas, fruit flies, fishflies, fritillaries, formicidae...) free-falling: flattened from factory farmers' foolhardy fossil-fueled flyby fumigating.

Farmers' fetid fossil-fluid fertilizers force fresh fruit from fragile fields, forever fraying fields' fertility; furthermore, fluvial fluids ferry free-flowing fertilizers far from factory fruit farms, feeding far-flung, festering fungal flora; far-off fisheries founder, failing, fully finished; far fewer fish found; feedstocks faltering, fecundity failing, fertilization flatlining.

Fish filtered frenziedly, forever faster, from forever farther-flung fisheries, for food; fine finned friends filleted for fancy fare; feeble finned friends' flesh flushed, fetid food fated for factory-farmed fish.

Flying, flitting, flapping feathered friends (flamingos, finches, fantails, falcons, flatbills, flycatchers, forktails, flickers, frigatebirds, fulmars, fish-owls, figbirds...) forlorn, flagging, frequently famished (fewer fish, flies, fruits, food...), fall face-first, fatally, from fatigue.

Face fluids flowing freely.

Feeling fairly funereal.

---

Founding Fathers fortuitously foresaw financiers' filthy, fiddling fingers; fortified federal financial facilities.

Forebears' fiscal folly fomented former financial free-fall; forthcoming financial free-fall feared far faster; fatally ferocious.

Fast-forwarding, financiers' fiscal fuckery fomented far-reaching foreclosures, finally finishing fine, friendly families far from financial freedom. False fronts feigned fiduciarity; far-fetched fiscal figures, fixed, falsified financial fortitude; fiat finances fully forgotten, fungibility favoured, Fed forged forever forward, fiscal flaws fatal.

Fast-forwarding further, federal facilities falter; Fed frequently fielding funds from foreign financiers. Found flat-footed, federal facilities fragment frighteningly fast; financing failing, frozen, facilities falter, fracturing forever faster.

Feds further fortified finances, forestalling fiscal free-fall; funds flowed (fractionally) faster. Freedom from faltering finances felt, for furloughed fellows, fairly fantastic (fleetingly).

Forsooth! Forget false fanfare; financial forbearance finally finished; far-reaching foreclosures forthcoming, fast.

Fed's feckless, frail, fraudulently fictitious, feloniously fabricated financial façade finally fracturing, faltering, failing. Forthcoming financial free-fall foreshadows federation's final folding; fatalities feared.

Federal finances fubar, far from fixable.

Future finds frivolously fattened fossil fools flailing feebly, fearful; Freeloading financiers' far-flung feelers forever found faculties for forcing fine friendly folks' funds from fine friendly folks' fists; formidable fortunes, furtively ferretted, funnelled for fossil fuel funding, finally falling, fracturing, folding, failing; fracking's finished, far from financially feasible.

Feudalism, futurized: frigid financiers’ faceless, formless, "fiscally fiduciary" funds force faraway farmers' famished, fettered families (farthest from financiers' futuristically fancy flagship fortresses) from fertile farm fields, frequently fatally; far from fair.

Families fragmented, frenzied, frantically fleeing from freakishly ferocious fires, famines, furious flash floods, federal fascists, faraway financiers.

Fractionally functioning, faulty families fray, filaments flimsy; fenestrated fabric finally fails from frequent friction.

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Foremost fixation? Find fissures. Find fulcrums. Force fossil-fueled factories, ferreted funds, futuristic fortresses from fraudster financiers' filthy, frigid, frozen fingers. Find fresh formats for functioning. Former format far from foolproof; failing fantastically.

Fortune favours fearless fighters.

Find forefront. Foray.

Fight for freedom;

Fight for friends;

Fight for family;

Fight for future.

She lay flat on the ground, the creature continued staring at her. Lorelei stretched her arms~ trying to reach for the stars. Suddenly, she felt a surge of pain course through her body. Her hands fell to on her chest, in a crossed position. She felt like at that very second, her soul was leaving her.

Lorelei took a steady— deep- breath. Then she felt a tingling sensation. It swept over her whole body. The only thing she thought would work was to shut her eyes. She did so & drifted into another place. When she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by a dark space. Lorelei then heard something call to her. She followed the sound of the unfamiliar voice...

#MintySage

Give me 

the part

the unmetered

portion;

the reject

abstract garbage

bit that's given

up as crap;

Give me 

the height of

stupidity;

the useless

fact and 

each unimportant

memory

written off

as folly;

the jaded 

and diamond

rough or

cut it matters

naught;

there's nothing

in this

world

that isn't Art.

#Advice #Challenge

Dark brown curls

bouncing

on her shoulders

she ties them back

with a ribbon

remember

when she was

just a little thing

as wild as those curls

who believed me

when i said

baby you're beautiful

now she paints

a different picture

of herself

for anyone save me

and goes into

hiding behind

dark brown curls

remember

when she'd hold my hand

as we crossed the street

write me love notes

and i'd sing her to sleep

now she's embarassed

to be seen with me

it hurts to think

one day she'll leave

to make her mark

on the world

i'll stay alone

remember

dark brown curls

my sweet baby girl's.

An eclipsing purpose

Ignites resolve to fervor

Casting shadow tendrils

Trembling along the walls

Privy to secrets seeking

Abhorrent and admirable words

Alike, their surface shimmers

Synonymous to keener eyes

Now extends my ivory irises

Embracing the black pupil

All consuming, their vortexes

Digesting all for but a sentence

Just as no love persists long

Without sacrifice at its hand

So no craft will embody

Persistence without quarrels

I cradle this blaze knowingly

Disintegrating doubt's burdens

With eyes embroidered by violet

The sheets turn barren and cold

Black and white wings alike

Encircle this silhouette

Diffusing long after dusk

In the mud, tumult and havoc

Are budding allies of misery

For only in their presence

Can endurance unearth discovery

And die, though this might

To tomorrow's coming light

If only for this night

I am briefly ... alive

Turning plague and blight

Into secrets now sifting

Sincerity to keener eyes

Consume! Obey!

...................Enslaved?

Sit back, Relax, Watch T.V.

Still believe you're not asleep?

Work, Work, Work,

For what you owe..........

While the name you claim

Is not your own.

Flat or globe?

Space or dome?

We should know............

It is our home.

Carbon copied,

...............simply cloned.

Playing God,

............creating drones.

Against the lies,

Take a stand.

Start spreading truth,

To fellow man.

With war and fear so

Out of hand,

We must start to love

…........and understand.

You can wear your pain like fashion

Feed it as it feeds you without complaint

I've disappeared in these richly tailored costumes

It's surprising that the world only sees a finesse

A mastery of sophistication, poise and charm!

I've worn my pain and my red rouge to perfection

like a man wears his promiscuity with satisfaction

Vogue reserves a page or two, for my brokenness

is en vogue, a fire to inspire a dismal world

with a little more despair. They've worn me out,

every day. Young girls scour the web for my woes

their hungry fingers pierce keyboards

until screens surrender my latest images

bear witness how their gazes sharpen as I ride by

they gape open mouthed, before rushing headlong

cameras unleash a firestorm of blinding flashes

you can wear your pain in fashion,

the world wills it, craves for it; I'm afraid!

Shadow of a

Jungle cat,

Rises from a candle

Flame…

...Dances over

Highlands madly,

Before she pounces

On her aim!...

...A Something

Small

That flickered,

Caused her

Yellow eyes

To move...

...Like a

Vagrant

Breeze

That bickered

With your

Frozen 

Point of view…

...Was it new born?…

...Was it ancient?...

...Had it lived too

Many lives?...

...Shadow of

The beast

Is rising

To the challenge

Of our times.

History, and

Bloodline...

...All the patterns

That you seek...

…Fall to shreds when 

She strikes out!...

...Swipes with 

Razor claws,

And eats

From the stomachs

Of her victims...

Black Cat 

Woman

Purposely strikes

At the heart

Of vacant evening!...

...To the ache

Of bitter

Dark,

She will bring an 

Honest feeling...

Shadow of a

Jungle cat...

...Prides herself on

Her keen 

Mind...

...Rises on a

Candle flame!...

...Hunts her mark

Throughout all 

Time!

©

2017

Bunny Villaire

There's something about letting go that seems so inviting 

watch the flames rekindle my fire

direct this burning passion to destroy

...

everything at will

lock my innocence in a fortress

turn my madness into strength

march into the night sky 

embrace the moon as if she were my goddess and exalt this being, this body

But the sun begs me for mercy 

Stomps out my fire into budded flames 

Tears my soul into a million frozen pieces and ask me 

To breathe

To feel 

To understand