Rallying all his reserves, Fannie pushed on
Every time the pen touched the paper
Doubt in her teaching competence would grow
It was always soul-crushing being an impartial arbiter
Now her hands were covered in the remains of her grading rubric
Killing her will to continue as her soul bled out on the page
Until I had breathed my last I had never thought about my mortality
Now those last few moments I wondered a lot about it through the pain
Death, as I found out, can be a tricky subject now
Even as I felt my heartbeat that last time I knew something was wrong
All I wanted to do was move for a light, or into space, or anywhere else than this body
Damned that I get to be a walking corpse for the rest of eternity. Kill me now!
Granted Felix would have admitted to throwing in the towel
It still grated that Linda was the one accusing him of it
Very likely she would hold it over him the rest of his life
Every day reminding him of that failing
Under his breath, he relented and said, “I do.”
Perhaps marrying Linda wouldn’t be so bad
As Metropolis descends into chaos
My grand scheme will finally come to fruition
Ordinary man will finally defeat the extraordinary
Kryptonian be damned!
Above the clouds was usually a peaceful place
Maybe it was because everyone was plugged into their own world
All the passengers had headphones on or their nose in a book
Zoey smiled at being so close to so many and yet so alone
Eleven hours more to go of this before she had to interact again
Determined to enjoy every moment of this Zen
Framing the new wall in his basement, Marcus was finally content with its positioning. It wasn’t his best work, but because of the urgency to get it done, he was happy with it.
He would have been even happier if Dave hadn’t messed up the old wall, making Marcus do this fix. If the man could have just controlled himself. But no, he had to keep one-upping Marcus. Marcus had warned him there would be consequences, but Dave didn’t care and kept pushing. Now he was gone and left Marcus to fix the problem.
Marcus picked up the first piece of drywall. He tried to wedge it into place, but Dave’s fingers were in the way. “Who knew dead bodies would be so uncooperative.” He chopped off the offending digits, hung the drywall, and chucked the fingers behind it. Good thing he had drained the body.
“Rest in pieces.”
Freddie shredded his guitar solo
Until his speaker drowned in reverb
Nuking its ability to be dynamic
Keeping the rest in a true 70’s vibe