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2d Nick Moore

Dorothea Daisy

Where do you see yourself in ten years?
Alive hopefully, facing my fears.

What do you mean hopefully?
I hope I won’t get the idea to end this, truly.

If you’re dead by then, and I am still here,
I’ll go to your grave and **** you, my dear.

That’s the least you’d be entitled to,
After what I would have done to you.

This is another Niki, Poppy Piume dialogue (Messages never sent is the previous one). Niki is the one who’ll go to Poppy’s grave and **** her.

#alive

2d Nick Moore

Red scarfs

2d Nick Moore

Dorothea Daisy

Red scarfs

I saw a bull race.
No guilt on anyone’s face.
They were enjoying it.
A man got hit —
For a moment they felt like ****.

But red scarfs
Still hang all around town.
The fiesta isn’t over.

The man was loaded
Into an ambulance.
The bulls were, violently,
Forced back
Into their cages.

A little boy cried.
His older brother,
Gave him a hug.

And I just —
Stood there.
I didn’t feel bad for the man.
But the mishandled animals —
How could I have?

Watched them?
Eaten them?
That makes me just as bad.

Doesn’t it?

I don’t really feel like this is a particularly good poem, but I feel like the storytelling is good. Or I hope it is. So I just thought I’d share it with you guys <33. Feel free to comment.

#bull #race #guilt

3d Nick Moore

Weeping wildflowers.

3d Nick Moore

Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe

Weeping wildflowers.

I was lost in the dark of forest.
Once a beautiful place to be.
In the shadows of tall green trees.
I felt happy and peaceful under branches wide and strong.
Protecting me.

I often sang the song of lovers
while peeping at a warm sun.
At night I slept the sleep of dreamers
While moonlight kissed me on my cheeks.

During day I kept on dancing
in arms of invisible tunes.
Of a breeze so soft like silk.
My colors blooming
pastel shades, bright and smiling too.
Caressing your eyes, comforting you.

Now it’s another story.
I’m so sad, can’t even speak.
My beautiful forest, gone.
Fires and sour rains took over.
And I,
just a little wildflower,
once happy but now I weep.

Shell ✨🐚

We are all responsible for nature and each other.

3d Nick Moore

Neon Reverie: Kaleidoscopic Dreams

3d Nick Moore

Sorelle

Neon Reverie: Kaleidoscopic Dreams

Ticking clocks paint the air with time
Zippers drag slow with a mellow chime
Graffiti walls whisper in neon hues
Skateboards cruise under psychedelic blues
Theremin cries like a ghost in the night
Squeaky floors sing in a flickering light
Dulcimers hum a kaleidoscopic trance
City bones shake with its cosmic dance
Dreams drip down in tie-dye streams
Stardust heavy like shattered beams
Baby scratches echo
The bass unfolds
The universe spins in colours untold
Moon winks as the streets come alive
Vibrations hum through technicoloured eyes
Broken tiles sing beneath our feet
Melodies thrive where chaos meets
Time slows down in this painted maze
Eyes wide open in a lucid haze
Clock hands melt feral and free
A symphony born in graffiti debris

A raw, kaleidoscopic snapshot of a city alive in motion and colour
-Sorelle

#technicolour #kaleidoscope #flow #rhyme

3d Nick Moore

Constraints?

3d Nick Moore

Traveler

Constraints?

Your beliefs have placed you in a particular position. Think about it!
That’s why my beliefs are open ended.
The intentions of this simulation puzzle me, still my portion of the matrix is full of purpose. I proceed with caution and enjoy the experience.

Traveler Tim

#traveler #matrix #belief