People say the pen is mightier than the sword
Except they are missing the point, the manually sharpened point
Now you could include mechanical versions, but that is such a lazy game
Can’t use all geometric aspects of the lead to create crisp lines to gentle shading
It is a uni-tasker, and as such fits more of the pen diatribe
Let’s admit it, all the power you need is located in a good No. 2…
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 …
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
Double her melody, but a third higher they said
Under normal circumstances that would have been a cakewalk
Except she found out the person she was singing with was Mariah Carey
That meant either she needed to find another octave in range or have a car hit her so she could get out of it
So many wires going here and there
More than what is needed right now, but you want to be ready for the future
Oh I know it can get confusing, but that’s okay
Keep track of everything right up here in my big old brain
Except I forgot and now the smoke alarm is going off. Damn!
*a semi-fictitious tale. There was no smoke in my case. lol
But what do you mean it won’t compile?
You told me to put that bracket there!
This makes no sense. Why don’t you do what I told you to?
Except you are doing so and that’s why it doesn’t work?
Sometimes programming really …
The sky is the limit
Really, everything is coming up roses
Except, of course, when it’s all burning down
Now that’s when everything is just going to hell
Don’t worry, it will all be just fine
So many thorns that he couldn’t touch without being pricked intimidated him
Perhaps that was what was intended, but he wouldn’t let that deter him
It just made the pursuit of that simple touch that much more exciting
Knowing one false move, one wrong twitch would leave him sore and bleeding
Except when he finally got through and she smiled… it was worth all the pain
Finding the darkness settling into his soul
Everything began to slow except his heartbeat
Animalistic screams escaped his tightening throat
Reaching up on tiptoes toward the full moon the transformation was complete
Now, what should he call his invention?
And he knew this was almost more important than the invention itself
Making him wonder if maybe he should shelve the whole stinking kit and kaboodle
Except the WhositwhatsitYouSitISittm was so cool otherwise
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