Coming violently together was their usual M.O.
Obliterating everyone and everything around them with such a release of energy
Love contains almost limitless potential energy waiting to be continuously released, but…
Lust was a poor substitute with so many limits
It would be expended so quickly in a blink of an eye
Deforming each of their spirits, leaving permanent dents therein
Eventually becoming as cold as the void that remained.
Over the years, she realized her vision was deteriorating
Putting reading into the group of activities that were getting hard to do
That was a huge penalty to getting older
It made her mad at the universe for allowing this to happen, but to no avail
Collapsing her into a deep depression that echoed her depleting eyesight.
So it surprised everyone around her when she would not put on her damn glasses
“And that’s when I asked about his heavy drinking past”
“Now that’s a new one. I never knew he did that.”
“Gonna confess, he doesn’t have one”
“Let me get this right, you asked someone about a past you know they didn’t have?”
“Everyone has a ghost, I just picked the wrong haunted house.”
She was so well grounded
That the emotional lightning around her would just fizzle out
And left those around her with a sense of calm
But the smell of drama ozone remained
Letting them know how close they had been to being zapped
Everyone wishes they had a friend like that
Stench of burnt sugar permeated the kitchen,
Making the smoke detector chime in with its opinion on the situation.
Everyone came running in to see what happened.
Lee just shrugged and put the butter away in the fridge.
Looks like they would have to settle for plain ice cream, and that just stinks!
“So I heard you are looking for a thing.”
“Everyone is looking for a thing. Can you be more specific?”
“Listen, if I tell you more the price is going to quadruple. So what do you say?”
“Let me think about it.”
Love was definitely too strong of a word
It was kind of possibly closer to admiring or appreciating
Knowing they were all related he gave up and confessed his feelings to her
Everyone laughed when he said to her “I prefer you. A lot.”
“Last thing I plan on doing is dying”
“I guess it’s a a way to live your life, but it’s sort of weird though.”
“Nah. Everyone should live that way. Now that you know my master plan, what is yours?”
“Everything I can do to help you achieve your end goal.”
Everyone thinks just because you have pointy ears, you’re magical
Let me tell you, we are only qualified for two things
Fighting orcs or wrapping presents, and I hate goddamn bows!
Everyone is waiting for the election results
Xantax has become the concession of choice as we watch
Purple states become more red or more blue
Leading to highs and lows for both sides
Only at the end of it all
Do we accept the results and figure out what is next or
Everything going to go big boom?