Audacity

A little love from Word-ka Shots reader, Prakriti (see her comment here) got us SO kicked, we had the audacity to put everything else on hold and take up her suggestion for this week's shot.

Many thanks and Cheers, Prakriti!

	Wherever they go,  "The audacity muffled whispers of broken hearts will follow them.  to love again." -Jason		they beat them all out of me. and yet, everyday I go to sleep. in the hope that tonight, again, I will dream. -Nikita

Broken

	i said        -- catch-- before realizing i was playing with myself.  -Jason		by night I walk on clouds made of words; your words spoken over and over on my chin my feet my tongue my teeth. By day I see fluff; the stuff my dreams were made of is on the floor. -Nikita

Forbidden

	you can see it in the way he looks at him it is clear like glass almost invisible at times and as present but this Adam is deeply aware and afraid of shame as this time there is no Eve to bear the blame. -Jason		My naïve eyes are held hostage by your trained glance. I pull away. And fix them on something pretty. Damsels in Distress do not lust for Villains -Nikita

Call

We're calling on you to guess again. Think you know us? Tell us who wrote which. And this time, tell us why you think so too...

	After fearing it And failing it And turning it down, It found us. On a crackling line And a borrowed call. We didn't say much. You called Only To hear my voice.		all souls wait (patiently) for  tremors that reverberate through the essence of who we are. some immortal words can bind two souls  but both must only if both answer the call.

Rust

.Sometimes a thing could be said to possess life because it shows signs of decay
.Here's our take on rust. Let us know what you think

	They cast you     in a different die     and you outshone us     with twisted smiles,     replaced us     with metallic lies,     and left us     stone faced and debased.     With no choice,     we prayed to God-     and He sent us rain. -Jason		Bright, defiant, bold.     And yet, not red;     She colored neglected benches     and pipes in the shed.     Painted a grin of dust     On their surly heads.     Still, everybody looks     At Rain in awe.     And Rust     is always looked down upon.     -Nikita

New

	Flipping over the last few pages made me evolve. But; From books we are and to books we shall return. -Jason		Two roads diverged     in a wood     And everyone     rushed       to take        the road less traveled by     I chose      the beaten path     and decided     to leave  new footprints     behind.     -Nikita

Merry

Merry Christmas everyone :)

I have cake    and carols    and fairy lights     around the Christmas tree.    You can keep the mistletoe     around your waist    as your license to screw.         Fuck you, my love    because for me, this Christmas,   A glass of wine will do.    -Jason

The lights fell in shadows     Upon a wall:      Garish pink and electric blue.     And above them all     A figure lay     Asleep or dead or worse.     The bottle rolled innocently by     Like it had no share     in the blame, no purpose.     In the shadows it drooped:     The plastic holly.    'Twas the season     To be jolly.     -Nikita

Follow

Okay, so it's been a two month long hiatus and we really do hope you missed us (leave us a comment, it feels nice :P). If you are one of those who like to down one shot after another, you are in for a treat. This holiday season, we plan to get you drunk!

But there is got to be some element of fun, right? Let's see if you can remember our styles, go on, tell who wrote what!

Bottoms up :)

	I followed you Through the heads And tails That chance begets. Found you In strangers' beds, Spread eagled Your face and eyes on fire And your mouth twisted In an upside down smile Knowing I was there.		I soak in the shapes That your body makes As you stretch fluidly Chasing away the strain. My eyes follow you obsessively While my hands and lips are left  Bereft As I wait And desire abates And I try to forget How much I want you.

Promise

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	(I promise to be true to you, In good times and in bad, In sickness and in health. I will love you And honour you For all the days of my life)* *Conditions Apply. -Jason		I know there will be Another time. The tables will have turned: Your heart will be on the line. And I know only because Among all the whispers that night, You didn't give me your word. But I gave you mine. -Nikita

Lines

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	An inch separates them But parallel lines never meet. -Jason		You throw a fit over the colours that have spilled and run amok all over the page. But the fault's not all mine; You left me no lines To colour inside Or hide behind. -Nikita