Poet (an acrostic poem)

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Placing emotions on a page, then folding them into intricate origami dioramas of life

Or pluck stars from the sky and plant them under mountains to grow gemstone geodes

Even distill humanity, boil off the dross, and serve up a potent shot of pure intoxication and misery

Then crumple up the whole thing, delete the file, and try again since the craft was not perfected

Cell (an acrostic poem)

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Corruption pulsed within his veins energizing his desire to do wrong

Extracting money from the misery and oppression around him

Leaving him to live a life of luxury built upon the pain of others

Losing his soul bit by bit behind the bars of inhumanity

Ice (an acrostic poem)

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It was so cold outside, but he preferred to be out here shivering in physical misery

‘Cause she was inside

Eventually, he would have to go back in and suffer the emotional frostbite.

Habit (an acrostic poem)

Hank took another hit
A frustrated sigh escaped from his lips
Being so weak willed really sucked
It didn’t stop him from adding to his misery
That is until the whipped cream can was finally empty

 

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Who Invited Apathy? (a 100 word story)

I call for misery, but it does not come.  It leaves me in a state of malaise, a state for which I do not have a passport to.  You would think that depression, insignificance, or any of their ilk would be at ones beck and call.  They are not invited to most places.  They are the uncool kids who find out where the part was from a friend of a friend and crash it.  I invited them.  I even brought the alcohol and drugs, all they could use, and yet here I am all alone with apathy.  I’m effed up!