Reach for the crown and rip it off the previous owner’s decapitated head
Embrace the fact that it is your time to be the one
It can’t be hard as evidenced by the person you just dethroned
Go on. Impose your will upon those below you that don’t know any better
Nothing can possibly go wrong now…
Punishing waves of agony crash along your nerves
And as they recede they leave riptides of aches behind
It makes it difficult to breathe, to think
Now you wonder if you can tough it out, or if this time it will break you
Crispy fluffy white popped kernels pour out of the kettle
Obscene amounts of liquid butter soon flow over the alabaster landscape slightly seasoned with salt
Releasing that signature smell in the air that screams movie time
Now for the show that is me consuming of this mountain of magnificence
Washing her hands of the situation, she put away the cleaning supplies.
It was far past the point of no return, but it would still be proper to make things tidy
Perhaps she could even burn a candle to help with the smell.
Except the police would be here soon, so it was time to be off.
Viewing her time in uniform
Emily wondered what life would have been without serving
Then she had to admit it was the best damn decision she had made
Looking at his sandwich, he wondered if there was a better way
Unless sliced bread was the height of sandwich technology
Now he pulled out notebook and began drawing diagrams and writing notes
Completing one design before discarding it for the next, and after some time many pages were filled with scribbles
However, soon the clock told him to go back to work, and the sandwich was still there, taunting him
Cider so hard you need a hammer and chisel to drink it
Resulting in puckered lips that would make an Instagram influencer jealous
It leaves an impression on the consumer’s soul
Searing the memory of that tree, that branch, that fruit, that moment
Permanently into your psyche
Time to go to bed.
It’s been a long and trying day.
Ready for the sun to rise, marking a new beginning,
Except I still need to get these three things done.
Do I have to do them tonight or can it wait till tomorrow?
Now what are we going to do?
I liked counting to ten
Now we can’t without bringing up the senseless cannibalistic murder
Evoking the horrific time when seven ate,,,
So many people together in close proximity
Ordinarily that could be a fun time for the crowd
Covid changed that dynamic greatly
It forced us to find other ways to be close while being farther apart
And while it wasn’t perfect, it was sometimes enough
Letting us dip our toes into the sea of being…