Putting words in where emotions feared to tread
Out into the world, unprotected, left to fly or flounder on their own
So every time I press that button and make something come alive on the web
That is the moment where I add a bit more to the universe and wait to hear what echoes back
Making out of this place alive was going to take skill and daring
All the exotic animals surrounding him made it even harder
Zoos were supposed to be places of wonder and discovery
Except he was just a humble peacock, and all these stupid paths became one evil…
Songs rang through the night, raising everyone’s spirits
It made the darkness come alive with magical moments
No one was ever going to forget it for the rest of their lives
Given that the ghosts were slaughtering all those that lived, their memories didn’t have to last for long.
Putting words together on the screen
Results in so many possibilities
Outgrowing the original sum of the whole
Giving life to something that
Revision upon revision created
And each one is a step closer
Making the machine come alive.
Focusing on what memories she had left
Organizing them in some sort of mental filing cabinet
Realizing later that she had lost the keys to those drawers
Giving her so much less to attach her to this existence
Everything that was her softly faded out, lost to everyone
The fact that she was still alive was little consolation
Nighttime was when he was awake and alive
Observing his domain as he prowled the streets
Citizens were happily in their beds now
They were dreaming dreams of a light-filled world
Under which people like him were just fragments of lore
Real-world boogeymen who cleaned up society’s messes
Now that suited him just fine
As he enjoyed the peace and quiet of owning the blacktop
Lifting another trashcan, he deposited the contents in the back of the truck before moving on
Hot air blasted the buildings in its path into kindling
Everything yielded to the unstoppable force
And the boom followed like a youthful puppy
Too bad no one was left alive to witness the event
Covid19 kept everyone away for so long
Randy got used to being on his own
Only now those restrictions were ending
Which meant everyone was doing their most to get out
Disturbing him with their proximity
Eventually, he had to reisolate himself
Determined to keep the spirit of Covid19 alive
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Little things annoyed Francine to no end
It even included the big things, really, just those happened less often
Francine wondered why she had to deal with it daily
Eventually, she accepted it was to remind her she was alive
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Down fell the sun beneath the horizon
And the stars came out of hiding
Reducing reality to suggestions
Keeping magic alive for another day
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