(Source: oneproudbitch, via doilookgay)
Sorry, Hufflepuffs.
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I had a really fun time using this thing as a way of getting some of my poetry read BUT starting tomorrow I think it’s time to switch gears and get some comic-related stuff up on this bitch
Stuck where light reaches but doesn’t reflect.
Trapped where lives closely parallel but never intersect.
There is only one mean of removing this cuff
but sometimes even love just isn’t enough.
When he enters the fray, yeah, upon his arrival,
he frantically stabs at enemies with his Tools of Survival.
He’s going to want to keep the battle in his favor, to maintain control
he’ll outmaneuver his opponent using a well-timed Barrel Roll.
If anyone tries to run away, he’ll hurl a zombie in a Hammer Throw.
Don’t ask how he picked up this technique-he’s covered wars, y’know.
To apply pressure, he will perform a corpse-launching Giant Swing.
(Utilizing the undead in various special moves is just kind of his thing.)
Gods, monsters, and superheroes are knocked down real quick
when they come in contact with his deadly Roundhouse Kick.
There’s no doubt he’s head and shoulders above the rest.
When turning journalists into warriors, there’s only one Frank West.
You are worth the fight regardless if I was meant to lose
because, heavy night or warm light, you’ve always been my muse.
I’ll collapse in combat content that I finally tried
even if the fall wounds the last vestiges of my pride.
To recover, I must hide in the space between seconds.
My body will turn if you decide your voice still beckons.
Wait for me as I’ll wait for you; one day we’ll hear clocks chime.
We’ll smile until then because, next to love, what matters time?
