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Hypothetical

If there was a man

Hypothetically

Who was everything you ever wanted

What you alway desired

And he hypothetically lived

In a big old house

Alone and want for love

Could you see yourself loving him

Hypothetically

Only in concept

A purely thought formed man

Chiseled features

And flowing hair

The idea of perfection

Hypothetically waiting for you

In his imagined house

Dressed sharp

Just the way you like

Yes

You thought you could love him

You thought you were there

Holding him and kissing him

And living and loving

So perfectly lovely

But you awake each day

Alone

This man forgotten

For only a moment

And when you return

To this theoretical place

He feels like you were allways gone

You feel so guilty

Hypothetically

You thought you loved him

You thought it was perfect

Until the day

You found him dead

Edges fuzzy and blurry and red

Already forgetting his breath

His perfect laugh

You realized

You didn’t love this man

You only thought of him

Hypothetically

And so you went on

Your life none the worse

And from time to time

You think to yourself

The perfect man didn’t exist

Except the one

Who lived

Hypothetically

Abyssal Core

Our superiors informed us

A new initiative

A deal had been made

With those elder things

And in return for our service

They would graft onto us

Onto our technology

The smallest bits of them

Almost unimaginable in power

Our flesh twists in grotesque mockery

Of our former human bodies

Tanks and planes and guns

Breath with new life

Aware of our touch

We are now known

By a new name

The Abyssal Corp

Trying to Find a Clever Way to Say Nothing About Something, and Failing Before I Even Begin; or “God Poetry is Hard”

Half the battle is choosing the words

Pruning back the unnecessary, superfluous, and extraneous lexicon

Not mixing metaphors

Like water and oil

Or steak and tea

Keeping consistency

And

Flow

Between lines

Perfectly balanced scales

Not a letter out of plac e

And always making sure to double check speling

But no wait

What to even write about

Over?

The complex

Distilled to but a few lines

The horrific

Contained in my meager words

The profound

Found impotent in my form

Guess

The best

I’ve found

Worry only

About yourself

And let the words fall

As they may

Get Home

I waited in the car

AM murmuring quietly

Outside the grocery

My friend was taking awhile

I felt like I’d never get home

The digital display buzzed

Its electronics going bad

And slipped over to the next minute

My eyes losing focus

Fuzzy edges blurring

Something moves

On top the grocer

Sight snapped quick

A dome of ivory white

Amber in the streetlight

Fingers massive and boney

Skin stretched thin over joints

Bloody eyes lidless and angry

Glared down at my car

I felt like I’d never get home

Star Fighter

I’d been fighting longer than I could remember

Longer than my ship’s computer could compute

Ages

Aeons

Those glimmering metallic ships flying directly at me

Their iridescent fire filling the space all around

Luminesce

Luftwaffe

Waves upon waves of enemies threw themselves upon me

Heedless in their desire to end me and my cause

Endless

Evil

But no matter how many times I was shot

No matter how many times I was sundered

Finished

Fragged

I came back more persistent more ready

Their formations now memorized I dreamed of them

Circles

Cuboids

Ah

But here I sit awaiting my next return

Something is different

Above rests luminous letters

A simple question

So why the hesitation

The numbers count down

Will I choose to ride again

To

 

Continue?

I Was Miles Away

I like that you answer yourself

When you ask yourself

When I ask myself

All I hear is the howling of the wind

It’s so quiet here

So very

Very quiet

 

What?

I-

Um yes

I’m fine

 

Just busy fighting off the existential horror of my own existence

 

Haha yes

A joke

Of course

 

Of course

 

Of course I only laugh to keep from weeping

Now I Rise

Lids heavy I awaken

Rays glittering dapple sheets

I take the dawn’s lead and rise

Shades gossamer thin

Thrown aside to greet the day

Clouds like cotton gauze

But the sky does not bleed

Are they instead cresting whiteheads

An endless inverse sea stretching on

I spread my arms

Welcoming all in

I shall conquer the day

Like all others before it

And make the most

Of every moment left

My doctor revealed

Weeks before

Something malignant

Rapidly spreading

“Months at most…”

I vowed to do it all

All I had thought to do

All that I had wanted

I would claim

And so I have

World Crafting

I will work

Meticulously

Obsessively

Ceaselessly

 

Crafting every man

Woman and child

A world in a page

 

Their hopes

Their dreams

Their fears

Their deeds

 

Rolling hills

Sparkling rivers

Gleaming peaks

 

All flora

All fauna

All rocks

All seas

 

A perfect world

And beautiful people

 

Yet

 

Something is missing

 

Some pain

Yes and strife

Death on wings unseen

 

More woes

More loss

More tears

More sobs

 

Yes now it’s real

A touch more war

A bit more anger

 

Less laughs

Less love

Less light

Less hope

 

Look upon my works

Ye readers

And despair

 

I am the villain

Ultimate antagonist

End of all stories

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