devoneternal
devoneternal
Devon Eternal
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Expressions of an eccentric musician, poet, horror author & over-thinker. I focus on writing dark, thought-provoking poetry, prose & short stories. And lean towards satire, deadpan, realism, the nihilism of society & the inner thoughts/ monologues of the human mind. Hope you enjoy the ramblings of my tormented mind 🖤
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devoneternal · 6 months ago
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Lesson No. 12
A past connectionWe have nothing in commonYou cannot go back
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devoneternal · 1 year ago
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Clairmonte Estate: Morning Coffee
  The chilly January breeze blew at her hot espresso as Sophie spread the vegan cream cheese over her Everything bagel. Her enormous stone balcony overlooked the backyard garden and the towering forest trees beyond it. But the garden was misty and looked to be overgrown even though she knew her father had a few gardeners employed even now. She remembered the garden in its heyday. With colorful…
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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No Escape
A haiku about the rainy days of winter.
Falling from the sky.Even rain is dragged down, downforced by gravity.
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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The Doll
A flash fiction supernatural horror story.
     A slow creak slices through the stale air. Something lurks in the hallway. Silently revealed, a silhouette appears. Light flares out beyond the doorframe, outlining a small child-sized figure, darkened by the surrounding brightness of the night-light streaming in from the kitchen. Something’s staring at you, unmoving. Statuesque and cold. Its inertia is unnerving and wakes you more from your…
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Ocean + Earth
A haiku poem inspired by a dream I had about the ocean.
Golden hour waves Where burning salt meets the shore Rushing tides beckon
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Other
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Two Year Anniversary
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Places In Time
     The biting winter air of the churchyard cemetery remained silent, undisturbed under the twilight veil of the dying sun. No change from the last time he had visited. Time dragged on lazily as the fog that draped over the area began to steadily rise up. A gothic, gray cathedral materialized from underneath it, revealing the outline of the mountainous structure. His heart palpating, he lingered…
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Inventions
A new haiku
Dogmas of the pastOnly endure within ourImagination
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Eternal Cynic
Oh, god! Oh, my god!If all of this has to end, Then what is it for?
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Everywhere, Everything
Melancholic prose Words that make me think of you Constant reminders
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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A.M.
In the sharp light, crisp and clean, the midnight shadows have withdrawn. And you dissipate like the steam escaping my hot coffee.
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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Rebirth
Long ago, we met.Or was it yesterday, dear?Time's non linear.
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devoneternal · 2 years ago
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The Bitter End
Will you stay with me? When the world is burning bright, Till the bitter end?
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devoneternal · 3 years ago
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Mother's Love
Mother’s Love
There’s no cure for my sick, sad soul. And I’m tired of having dreams of endless voidsdevouring me whole.Whirling, twirling, twisting around me.Eternally hungry,digesting me alive.But am I alive? What does it mean?Or is this some kind of hell? Torment?Torture that my heart draws near?A glimmer of light risesin this black tunnelBut it’s always out of reach.Ever teasing, taunting.I’ve been running…
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devoneternal · 3 years ago
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Anesthesia - II
Anesthesia – II
Stumbling through dry, cracking fields rustling, scratching my skin; grass level with my chest. My chest, hammering, stabbing. A wrecked truck in front of me, putrid smells of hot plastic burning. Golden fields bleeding into a crimson collage consuming sections of the blue skies into black. The side window ruptures from the heat. The cab's interior is enveloped in flames, blazing on a hot July…
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devoneternal · 3 years ago
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Your eyes watch me Wherever I goThose charcoal orbs that stareStraight past my soulAnd I’m only left with theEmpty shell you covet so.Oh, oh, oh, throw ’em on the bonfireLike all the restOh, oh, oh, throw ’em on the bonfireSmell that melting fleshI’m not the only oneWho’s suffered from your vengeful gazeThat piercing aura that torched my world.And when I dream, it’s of nameless faces, And their…
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