TaintedFaerie

A smell of fear and discounted perfume permeated through the church – the scent inexorably linked with conformity and feigned interest. I had an irrepressible desire, as I sat in the pew, to deface the wood and tell everyone to go home. Organized religion is inherently corrupt; I encourage individualistic analysis, but attending mass is a far cry from attending a party of the sane. Everyone stared forward with the same dead, blind eyes, and the audience mechanically chapped its calloused hands at the appropriate cues. People are willing to relinquish reason, logic, and sanity in order to trust and blame some infallible power. Personally, I'v

acute observations grime confessions of traffic lights hitting home too soon spaghetti sauce splashing wringing the pH balance the foam layer of the kitchen sponge sliced by the edge of knives awaiting to be cleaned. they are now afraid bombs will be dropped into bins in schools and children will cry and scream and run a muck and the entire system of government will collapse because these children are turning into adults not yet ready screaming near the stairs still young and green disturbed plans of elevators shy smiles and awkward footsteps to get away beyond instead of mute.