The future is now.
Electrons dancing for your entertainment
Creating universes for you to play god in
How benevolent will you be?
Tech (an acrostic poem)
Author Archives: Michael
Pillow (an acrostic poem)
Plowing and sowing the world of sleep
It was hard work, but he was a farmer to his soul
Little furrows stretched to the horizon containing the roots of fertile dreams and scream-inducing nightmares
Lying there, waiting to be harvested
Once he was ready and picked them, Morbius would pay him handsomely for this crop
Wait till the slumbering humans were served these delectables!
Charge (an acrostic poem)
Compounding electrons on top of each other as they awaited the start
Hovering for the signal to begin.
And then they were off, arcing down from the sky
Racing electrons superheated the air in their attempt to be the first to the ground
Giving a photo finish as they all crossed the line in a flash
E air clapped at such a magnificent race. Oh, the spectacle.
Fog (an acrostic poem)
Formless gray extended in all directions
Obsficating everything, and making it all seem alien
Going back to the previous room, she tried to remember why she had gone there. Got to love brain…
Bistro (an acrostic poem)
Being as hungry as he was, he sat with the menu pondering his options.
It was always tempting to just say, “I’ll have one of everything.”
Silly as that thought was…
Though maybe today was the day to do it.
Really, he had the funds for a once-in-a-lifetime splurge, and this was the right place.
Ordering it all, he made friends sharing all the tapas.
Secrets (an acrostic poem)
She wanted to bare her essence, her soul
Embracing her truth before setting it free into the world
Cauterizing the cuts those words caused by her clutching them so desperately tight
Releasing them would allow so much healing to enter
Except she just couldn’t do it. She screamed as she hugged them tighter
The idea of giving up her truth and being naked, of needing to find a new truth
She would be an open window, an empty container, a person without value, a woman without …
Fly (an acrostic poem)
Focusing on falling and missing the ground
Little Johnny jumped into the air
Yet gravity had other ideas
Lever (an acrostic poem)
Looking to get him to budge just a bit
Evelyn laid out her argument like a lawyer
Vivid and concrete examples of the whys
Everything out in the open, she waited for his decision
Really her dad had no way to say no because if he tried she would pull out her pouty lip and well…
Attack (an acrostic poem)
An army to the east and another to the west
That made his position in the middle very problematic
The command had told him to flee and save as many of his troops as he could
And that was tempting, but this was the small town his wife had grown up in
Couldn’t leave her family and friends to become at most a footnote in history
Knowing it was futile, he gave the order to charge. Maybe it would give them enough time to escape.
Pulse (an acrostic poem)
Palpitations made him stop in his tracks
Until his heart began to beat normally
Listening, he could hear others fleeing to the north
So he continued fleeing eastward and hoped his pursuers would go in that direction
Except hope was extinguished when a slug ripped through his chest
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