fiction – Page 2 – Killian Levy Writes

Spiders

Just a little Halloween inspired prose for October.

SPIDERS

Do I live among the spiders,

or do the spiders live with me?

I am not entirely sure,

Will you help make it clearer to me?

Humble in living, crude in thought,

I make the most of what I haven’t been taught.

I am the man in my castle, king of my hill,

but the spiders sit above me, hiding their will.

Night comes again and I slink into bed,

reminiscing and planning for a few days ahead.

From their webs they come down, crawling in droves,

but my eyes cannot see, for I am dreaming of groves.

They descend and tickle my skin with their legs,

my body jumps, shaking the bed from its pegs.

Jolted I wake, feeling and reaching to fight,

but the spiders have scurried off, giggling in the night.

It’s only the bites they leave, oozing and blue,

that makes me realize what I am to do.

Tis your webs of deceit, and your sharp little teeth,

that wrap around my soul and puncture my meat.

I shall wait silent in the night, looking for thine,

evil fucking spiders, your sins are now mine.

Do I live among the spiders,

or do the spiders live with me?

I’m still not entirely sure,

but killing you was curing to me.

Notes from the Tree #1

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“Excerpts from the D’zalara, found scrolls from the Lozon Mine, Lelara.”

“The Tree knows the nature of what things are,

and not of what man wants them to be.

For not all things seen are shown.” – King Ghishet

“Notes from the Tree” are a collection of found excerpts from the scrolls of D’zalara, from my upcoming science fiction novel “Two Planets.”

Go Child! (Instaration #4)

Go child!

Open the door, throw your weight,

Into the Sun, out of the Night.

The morning will break, the dusk still looms.

Run! Yes, run!

Towards the day and out of your room!

Instaration #3

Footsteps so familiar come to pass,

Same time, same day, an unending flash.

The day turns night, night to dawn,

But no way out can be found.

Hedgerows neat and coated with dew,

Lock me in from the world anew.

I cannot be seen until he sees fit,

My cage is love and he’s quite a twit.

New Rogue Planet Found Near Our Solar System

Amazing and inspiring.

Imagine what the aurora must look like from a planet such as SIMP? A planet where the Sun would be the size of a pin head as it looked towards our Solar System.

Between definitions, not quite a planet, not quite a failed star known as a brown dwarf.

It sits, in the dark, wondering where it belongs and how it fits in to the rest of the universe.

Do you think it drifts ever closer to our family, wanting desperately to be a part of our spinning neighborhood? Or do you think it is happy to be where it is, cautiously looking on, almost invisible, as it watches the rest of the planets plunder ungraciously around a spherical fireplace that wants nothing but to burn us all to dust?

Does it have machinations of being something more? What would we see upon it if we were to sit on its surface?

A Writer’s Day

Wake up and daydream about the writing you’re going to do today – 1 hour

Habitual preparedness to get in the zone (generally includes coffee making, music and podcast listening, stacking almonds, etc.) – 2 hours

A writers lunch – 1 hour

Reading what you’ve written – 20 minutes

Figuring out where to start – 40 minutes

Writing – 4 paragraphs – 2 Hours

Feeling like you’ve written an epic war novel and watch Netflix – 5 hours

Daydream in bed about what you’re going to write tomorrow. – 2 hours

(I just wasted 20 minutes on this.)