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Worst Case
What's the worst that could happen?
I don't want to know,
but I think that I'll likely
find out, even though
I've done all I can
and I hope for the best.
I just can't help feeling
there's something I've missed.
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Literature
Mo(u)rning
At this point, it seems pointless
to even bother sleeping.
Before I even realize it,
the daylight will come creeping.
Forcing me to do something
I've scheduled far too early
and to grow increasingly,
irreparably surly.
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Literature
And Then It Happens
Now follow me on this. You receive a promotion in a job you can honestly say you live for. Then, you meet the man/woman/person/barnyard animal/inanimate object of your dreams and not only is the feeling/biological reaction mutual, but he/she/they/it is available and completely and utterly devoid of any and all psychological baggage. Next, a distant relative whom you've only met once for a few hours, but honestly grew to righteously hate in that short period of time, dies and for some inexplicable reason leaves you their fully stocked and staffed two-hundred room mansion in the mountains, or on the beach, or in the woods ... wherever you would most prefer, the car of your dreams (fill in make, model, year, and options of your choice), and has prepaid all utilities, insurance and repair costs on both for the next century. In addition to all of this, your pet dog/cat/pig/reptile/arachnid/etc. who ran away five years ago returns home after apparently passing obedience school with flying co
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Literature
Requiem for a Pipe Dream
Everything seemed perfect,
it just all fit into place.
That is, until the day it slowly
blew up in my face.
I should have know much better,
seen it coming from afar,
but we never truly understand
how blinded that we are
by hope and need and every void
we just can't seem to fill.
However much you feed them,
they just get hungrier still.
I'd like to think I've finally learned
this lesson once again,
but I'm sure that I will probably
be back here now and then.
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Literature
What was I thinking?
Caught unawares
and unable to deal
with a foolish illusion
that I thought was real.
A lapse in composure,
a loss of control.
A lifelong anomaly
taking its toll.
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Literature
We're There
And so, at last, we've reached the inevitable end,
the destination we've been chasing all along.
A bittersweet resolution to everything we've done
and now, I guess, it's time to say so long.
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Literature
The Myth of Independence
You say "hell is other people.",
but where do you think you'd be
if everyone around you
shared your misanthropic view?
Without cooperation,
in a world of apathy,
what exactly is it
that you think that you could do?
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Literature
Brain Wave
For so long I was stuck,
but then inspiration struck.
I found the right idea, at last
and now I'm on my way.
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Literature
So That Happened
Just when I thought that it
was over, said and done,
something told me that
it's only just begun.
So I took another shot
and tried with all my might,
I only hope that it's
enough to make things right.
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Literature
Misanthropic Abandon
“Hell is other people”,
a wise man once did say
and from where I'm standing,
they can all just go away.
No one is an island,
but I'm damn sure going to try.
They only people I want to know
are me, myself and I.
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Literature
Mediocrity
In the mushy middle
right between loved and despised.
With no distinguishing features,
but potential unrealized.
It leaves no lasting impression,
just emphatic apathy
so all that's left to say
is that there's nothing here to see.
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Literature
I'm Free
Breaking out of old
structures
and their inherent
restrictions
until all that's left
is pure
expression.
Completely
unfettered,
and finally
set free
to embrace the
opportunity
to say exactly
what's on
my mind.
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Literature
Don't Stop
I've got to keep on moving,
there's no time to take a break.
If I let up now,
it just might be my last mistake.
I need to take a breath,
but just can't afford to slow.
I've made too little progress
and I've got too far to go.
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Literature
Digitaria
A survivor of a war
that will never be won
makes its way through the cracks
bent on finding the sun.
The tenacious invader,
working away.
Doing all that it can
just to live one more day.
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Literature
One Day
The inevitable inches closer,
slowly stalking me.
Shadowing my every step
and I know that eventually
it's going to catch up with me.
I can not get away
so all that's left to do is live,
while I still can, today.
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Literature
Final Descent
Spinning out of control,
toward something much worse
than I could have imagined before.
Falling into a hole,
with no way to reverse
my trajectory anymore.
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What's the worst that could happen?
I don't want to know,
but I think that I'll likely
find out, even though
I've done all I can
and I hope for the best.
I just can't help feeling
there's something I've missed.
Worst Case
My poem for day 2 of the April Poem A Day challenge. 
Today’s prompt: Write a best case or a worst case poem. 
Of course, I had to choose worst case. lol
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At this point, it seems pointless
to even bother sleeping.
Before I even realize it,
the daylight will come creeping.
Forcing me to do something
I've scheduled far too early
and to grow increasingly,
irreparably surly.
Mo(u)rning
I’m, once again, taking part in the April Poem A Day challenge on the Poetic Asides blog.
Today’s prompt: Write a morning poem.
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Now follow me on this. You receive a promotion in a job you can honestly say you live for. Then, you meet the man/woman/person/barnyard animal/inanimate object of your dreams and not only is the feeling/biological reaction mutual, but he/she/they/it is available and completely and utterly devoid of any and all psychological baggage. Next, a distant relative whom you've only met once for a few hours, but honestly grew to righteously hate in that short period of time, dies and for some inexplicable reason leaves you their fully stocked and staffed two-hundred room mansion in the mountains, or on the beach, or in the woods ... wherever you would most prefer, the car of your dreams (fill in make, model, year, and options of your choice), and has prepaid all utilities, insurance and repair costs on both for the next century. In addition to all of this, your pet dog/cat/pig/reptile/arachnid/etc. who ran away five years ago returns home after apparently passing obedience school with flying colors and finally, due to a radical change in the criteria, you're now eligible to be nominated for a Nobel Prize in the field of being a wonderful human being. All in all an amazing run of luck. And then it happens...

It goes by many names (fate, kismet, bad karma, the bitch goddess lady luck, the rest of your life) and you've just contracted a very possibly fatal case of it. Sure, it starts simply enough ... an abnormally large clump of hair in the shower drain, a few previously unnoticed dings in your new car, a positive test result ... but then it mutates, at a speed thought only to be theoretically possible, into a creature that would make Lovecraft have to sleep with the lights on. Suddenly, life as you know it sucks. Your boss finds out about the seventy-five hundred grand that you embezzled from the company. Little does he/she/they/it know that your account number differs by only two digits from the guy who has the office down the hall or that there is such a thing as computer error. Then, your significant other finds an undergarment belonging to the opposite sex under your bed. Of course, you forgot to tell him/her/them/it that you make two thousand dollars a weekend performing in a drag show two towns over. Next, your pet, in an attempt to prove that he/she/it did not in fact attend obedience school, bites you in a not so insensitive area. Of course, he/she/it has rabies. If that wasn't enough, you receive your last paycheck as well as notification that insurance company has dropped you on the very day that you realize, the hard way, that your house in the mountains, or on the beach, or in the woods, etc., is on a fault line and that the whole "stand in a doorway" thing is an unfounded myth. At least your car/new home is still in one piece, unfortunately you fail to see the No Parking sign and it's towed away and impounded two days after the earthquake. And finally, when you're absolutely convinced that it can't get any worse, the Nobel Prize for which you were nominated goes, once again, to one of those damn missionaries.

You're on your way to the free clinic to receive your first shot when you find an untouched lottery ticket on the sidewalk. You pick it up, check the date and realize that it's still valid. You promptly scratch off the gummy silver stuff in the appropriate areas and find out that you've won three and a half million dollars. Well it's about BLEEEEEP time. You now have enough to return to living in the manner that you didn't have quite enough time to become accustomed. You pocket the ticket and decide to cash it in on your way home (relatively speaking). Arriving at the clinic, you find your former boss waiting for his/her/their/its weekly treatment. He/She/They/It approach(es) you and explain(s) that the bank found the computer error and that you have been exonerated of all charges. He/She/They/It then offer(s) to rehire you, at a sizable increase in salary, if you agree to forget about the whole unfortunate incident and not sue the company. You briefly debate whether or not you should tell him/her/them/it what he/she/they/it can do with his/her/their/it's offer but then decide that discretion is the better part of valor and accept. You take a seat in the waiting area and try to think about anything other than needles. It doesn't work. While waiting, and hyperventilating, you hear on the radio that, due to a calculation error, the damn missionary did not, in fact, win the Nobel Prize ... you did. Finally, your name is called and you proceed to the examination room. You enter the room to find that the nurse administering the shot is the most gorgeous man/woman/etc. that you have ever seen in your life. He/She/They/It inform(s) you that, due to a very recent advance in medical science, the shot are now unnecessary and hands you a bottle of pills. He/She/They/It then tells you that your test results from three weeks ago were accidentally switched with those of another patient and congratulates you on testing negative. You ask the nurse to dinner to celebrate the good news and he/she/they/it accept(s). You leave the examination room, proceed down the hallway and just as you are about to open the door and exit the building a man approaches you and congratulates you for being the free clinics ten thousandth patient. He then presents you with a certificate for a free lifetime supply of hair re-growth treatment solution. You thank him, take your prize, and leave the building. Outside, a boy holding a box of puppies/kittens/lizards/baby pigs/arachnids etc. asks you if you would like one. You decline, but the boy won't take no for an answer. He tells you that they are free and implores you to give one of them a good home because he can not. Realizing it is a no-win situation you take one and proceed down the sidewalk. Moments later, your new pet leaps out of your arms and dashes across the intersection ahead. You rush after him/her/it, but unfortunately you fail to see the eighteen wheeler speeding toward you. And then it happens again, for the last time.
And Then It Happens
An update to a story that I wrote over twenty years ago as an experiment in second person present tense. I think it holds up pretty well. Aside from adding gender-neutral pronouns and changing the ending so your pet doesn't die, I only had to make a few very slight edits. 
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Everything seemed perfect,
it just all fit into place.
That is, until the day it slowly
blew up in my face.
I should have know much better,
seen it coming from afar,
but we never truly understand
how blinded that we are
by hope and need and every void
we just can't seem to fill.
However much you feed them,
they just get hungrier still.
I'd like to think I've finally learned
this lesson once again,
but I'm sure that I will probably
be back here now and then.
Requiem for a Pipe Dream
"The less emotional work that you can farm out to things outside of yourself, the less likely they are to be interfered with by things that you cannot control." - Taliesin Jaffe
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Caught unawares
and unable to deal
with a foolish illusion
that I thought was real.
A lapse in composure,
a loss of control.
A lifelong anomaly
taking its toll.
My birthday is coming up this Wednesday and, while birthday wishes are always appreciated, for those who might be inclined to do a bit more I have a bit of an unusual idea. I've compiled a list of my favorite media (movies, music, anime, books etc.), most of which are fairly obscure, along with links to find them online (usually for free) and in lieu of a gift or anything of that nature, I'd like for you to find something on the list that looks interesting, that you've never seen/heard/read before and check it out. In recent years, I've realized that as much as I enjoy creating my own art/media, I prefer promoting the work of others' that I really enjoy and so I'm using this occasion to do just that. If you can't find anything on the list that appeals to you or in the off chance that we have the exact same tastes and you're already familiar with all of it, I'd ask that you find some creative work in any medium that you haven't experienced before and that might be a bit outside of you're usual and try it out. Thanks in advance. :)
Here's the list ...
docs.google.com/document/d/17a…
  • Listening to: Freakonomics Radio
  • Playing: Big Kahuna Reef 3
  • Drinking: Water

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