Clutter rampaged across his mental landscape
Leaving a mess of chaos that scrambled his thoughts
Old ideas mixed with current observations and new connections
Giving him no chance to respond to her questions
Grimacing all he could do was shrug his shoulders
Everything he wanted to say tried to come out at the same time, allowing nothing to escape his lips
Distraught, he knew that job opportunity was lost
Suns spun in their gravitational dance around the galaxy
Planets pulled around and around each of those hot balls of nuclear fire
How amazing it was that the cosmic dance continued since time eternal
Every clear night she looked up at the dancers above
Reveling in the opportunity to study the performance
Embracing the challenge of cyphering out the music
She loved astrophysics
Watching the sun make its escape as it sinks beneath the horizon
Everything becomes more magical in that twilight moment
Snippets and whispers of other realms peek from beyond the veil
That opportunity sets as darkness brings down the curtain
Researching how to solve the problem
Eunice pondered what would be the best method
When she finally decided what she wanted to try
All the things went spectacularly wrong.
Resulting in an amazing learning opportunity
Didn’t realize that this would be her only …
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Diplomas carry so much weight for mere pieces of paper
Everything that goes into them distilled into a few words
Giving the holder the opportunity to advertise themselves
Revealing their skills and knowledge
Experiences woven into the very fibers
Education immortalized in the transient
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I look at the strange colorful fluid in front of me
Giving it a sniff I am confused
Never before have I smelled such a thing
Ordinarily I would just pass this opportunity up
Reality is the person handing it to me is so hot
And I really want a chance to go home with them
Now you might say I am a fool for even contemplating this
Certainly you would probably be right
Even I wondered as I closed my eyes and chugged it down
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