Yawn (an acrostic poem)

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You bore me like no other person

And it’s amazing I can stay awake when we are in the same room

When you open your mouth, my mind shuts off immediately

Now if you weren’t my physics professor, I wouldn’t care…

Range (an acrostic poem)

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Risking it all on a forty-footer

And as the basketball left her hand, the clocks went to all zeroes

Now it was now all physics, the skill was already committed

Google clutch, and it would show this shot if it goes in

Everyone waited seemingly forever as the ball bounced on the rim once, twice…

The Whole Mess

Darryl couldn’t believe this was happening.  Not now.  Not during final exams.  He pleaded with Wendy.  “I could spend my time doing anything, but instead I’ve spent it with you.  Don’t you understand?”

Wendy burst into tears again.  Darryl had no answer.  Why was this girl doing this to him?  Didn’t he just tell her how important she was?  Yet here she was, cradling herself like he had punched her in the gut.

“Look, I…”  He just couldn’t find the words to say, and he was sure anything he tried to say right now wouldn’t be the right ones.  He tried to touch her shoulder, but she pulled away.  “I need to study.”  He turned and left the room.  He couldn’t decide if he was storming out or fleeing, but either way, he had to go.

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Wendy felt more than saw Darryl leave.  Her tears continued to escape, but she was holding the rest of the heartache in.  If she squeezed herself hard enough she might be able to hold it together till she got back to her dorm room.  She waited long enough that hopefully he was gone before she scrambled to exit.  That’s when she ran full force into Judy.

“What the hell happened to you?” Judy asked.

“Darryl said he wasted his time being with me.  He told me he could have been doing anything else, but instead he had spent it with me.”  That was it.  The hurt gushed out all over the place, and no amount of squeezing was going to get it back under control.  She ran for her room, hoping she wouldn’t run into anyone else.

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Judy watched Wendy go, wondering why Darryl could say such a thing.  She decided to give that boy a piece of her mind.  It took her a bit, but she found in him the basement quiet area studying physics.  The putz looked like all he cared about were those damn equations.  She walked up to him from slightly behind.  He had his hand on the left-hand side of the book, using his finger to hold his place.  Judy grabbed the other side and slammed it shut on the stupid kid’s hand.

“Ow!  What the hell!” screamed Darryl.  “Bitch!”

Judy leaned in close.  She wanted to get in this asshole’s face.  “How dare you say Wendy’s not important.”

Darryl flew out of his chair wagging his hand.  “What the?  I didn’t say that!”

“Liar!”

“What the hell do you know?”

A voice from outside the room filled the small basement space.  “Keep your voices down!”

“Sorry, Henry,” Darryl said.  In a much softer voice he continued, “Like I said, how the hell do you know?”

Judy took her voice down a couple of notches as well.  “She told me.”

“She, but, I, I didn’t say that.  I told her I thought she was important enough to spend all my time with.”

Now it was Judy’s turn to be caught off guard.  “What?”

“I told her she was so important to me that I spent all my time with her.  I could have done all these other things, but I just wanted to spend time with her.”

“Did you say it exactly that way?”  Judy started to have a queasy feeling in her stomach.

“Well, not exactly,” Darryl said.  Then a horrified look came over his face.  “Fuck!”  He ran out of the room.

“I said keep it quiet in there!”  A mountain of a man waddled into the room.  “What is wrong with you people?  This is a quiet zone!”

Judy shrugged.  “I guess it was just a whole bunch of miscommunication.”

“Me yelling wasn’t enough communication?”

“You’re the only one making with the loud right now,” Judy said.  She sat down and cracked the physics book.  Henry must have gotten the hint since he left.  There could be worse things than what she was reading, but then she thought of the mess that had just occurred.  She then looked back at the page of equations she had flipped to.  “Okay, maybe not.”

Judy closed the book and left the whole mess behind.

 

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Dream State

Bill looked around the small study room.  He closed his quantum physics book and grimaced.  That grimace quickly flipped into a bemused grin as he looked at Cherie.  “This stuff hurts my head.”

Cherie matched his bemused smile with one of her own.  “It’s supposed to.  It’s how everything in the universe works.”

“It doesn’t have to be that way,” Bill said pointing at the book.

“Okay Einstein, what do you think is happening?”

“What happens if this is all one big simulation or even a dream?”

“A dream?”  She knocked on the table.  “Seems a pretty solid dream.”

“No really, pretend I am the only being in the universe.”

Cherie sat back and crossed her arms.  “Then what am I, chopped liver?”

“You would be a figment of my imagination.”

“With all my personal problems you have one fucked up imagination.”

“I never said I wasn’t a sicko,” Bill said.  “I would need everything to keep me as sane as possible though.  Otherwise, I would be a real whack job.”

“I think your dream isn’t working too well if that’s the case.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“I’m here for you.  Or maybe not since I don’t exist.”

“Hey, I said it was just a theory.”  He put his book in his backpack.  “Till the next time I see you.”

Cherie shook her head.  “I hope so, otherwise I wouldn’t exist.”

Bill laughed to himself as he left the room and closed the door.  He walked down the hallway daydreaming about his hypothesis.

Behind the door there was nothing.

 

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Testing (a 100 word story)

Gerald pondered his test as the professor glared at him from the front of the class.  Gerald had no problem with this tests, but more with tests in general.  He thought that testing was only one way to really quantify how much he understood the material.  There were so many other ways to show competence.  Gerald quickly wrote down some of his favorites.  He could compose a poem based on the material.  He could create an interpretive dance.  He could even cook a meal based on indigenous recipes of Uganda to interpret the material.

Gerald’s physics professor wasn’t amused.

A Metaphysical Situation

It was when Herm noticed the gravity of the situation that he fell from grace.  No force on earth could have restored him to equilibrium.  What little static friction that had kept him grounded vanished in the kinetic condition, leaving him slipping along the path of good intentions.  He would have to spring back at a later date, but for now he had to bob with the wave.  He felt his moral bank redshift and wondered why since everything is relative.  In the end he just stood there between emotional states, not knowing if he was happy, sad, or some superposition of the two.

Student of Battle

The battle was about to commence.  Marcus sharpened his weapon in preparation for the conflict to come.  He had prepared for many days now, purging his body of superfluous thoughts.  Marcus studied what would be required from him, going over the motions again and again, trying to build the memories needed to not only survive, but to thrive.  He had to give up so much to be here for this moment.  The future, his future depended on what was going to happen in just a few more hours.  Marcus sharpened his weapon again.  He knew that was just the habit of nervously waiting, but it calmed him to hear the sound of scraping metal.  He cautiously touched the tip and felt like he could draw blood so easily.  Finally he opened the door and entered the room.  Let the physics test commence.