Given the state of the sanity of humanity
Relating to anything even remotely social
Under oath to preserve what little bit of sanity I have squirreled away in a safe in my basement
My fellow peoples. When it comes to what y’all are doing out there, I have one piece of advice
Perhaps you will do me a solid and really listen to what I’m about to tell ya
You all need to…. GET OFF MY F’ING LAWN!
Maybe it was too late in the day to do such things, but she tried to solve his riddle
Under the glow of a full moon, she contemplated what he had said and how he had said it
So many possibilities rattled around her cranium, demanding she fit the moving pieces together
Her head started to pound as she felt the pieces fly away, her ability to comprehend slowly devolving to…
Putting color onto the canvas brought a smile to his face and chase away his frustrations
As the white disappeared behind his assured strokes, his happiness grew
It was cathartic to brush in his happy little trees standing tall
Nothing could ruin his mood now
This is where all his mistakes were opportunities
Zebras scattered among the savanna grass
It made for a dizzying pattern for the approaching lioness
Giving her pause as to which way to attack
Zooming through the waving foliage, she struck out
And only managed to slap at a tail as what it was attached to scrambled away
Giving chase, her pride managed to finally take one down as the rest of the dazzle escaped
Velocity was too high and from the wrong direction for the two spacecraft to dock.
Even with all the acceleration he had at his fingertips, the joining would not be successful.
Considering the impulse they were about to experience, he shouted, “Brace yourselves!”
The impact caused them to increase angular momentum, spinning them and the forces pinned them hard against their seats.
Observing their attempted destination spin away into the void, he fired the thrusters to arrest the erratic rotation.
Rockets fired and the spacecraft slowed in the gravitational field it floated in.
He was sick of feeling empty inside
Only self-pity seemed to fill the void, and he knew that wasn’t healthy
Looking out over the storm-tossed ocean waves, he wondered what to do
Love felt so far away, somewhere out there past the emotional gray horizon
Of course, even if he got out there it might not help
Walking away from the water, he tried to convince himself that being full wouldn’t feel all that great
Cutlass sang as it was pulled from its sheath
Ordering everyone to pay attention to what was about to happen
Raising the bottle high, he slammed the blade upward
Kealhauling the glass top away, and with it, it carried the …
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Finding his emotions too cumbersome to deal with, he packed them away.
Eliminating his ability to cope with other people around him
Everything became harder until he decided to become a hermit
Leaving humanity behind allowed him to decompress and once again begin to …
Getting her teenager to work around the house was always a chore
Every day they would go round and round each other, grinding away
And eventually, it would torque the two of them right off and nothing would get done
Reaching into her emergency chocolate stash she wondered how she could lubricate the situation
She ended up giving them a peace offering from her stash and that allowed the two of them to switch …
Giving money away like it was going out of style
Reaching deep into their wallet to make everything happen
And boy did they. They were a walking talking party
From sunup till way past sundown, sometimes for twenty-four hours straight
Then one day their aunt realized where her money was going, and he suddenly had none.
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