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Why am I tied to the bed?

Why does my crotch hurt so much?

And why is the dog wearing bloody surgical scrubs and laughing?

Graceful, sad queen of the swimming birds

covered in tulle and leaping-

your sickness was hidden so well.

So bloody your nails, so clean your face,

your mind tilted into a broken Arabesque

and split like a hologram projected from a shattered lens.

Lik…

Joy, like meat and potatoes, is the good food of life. It nourishes and strengthens, improving the mind and the will - though its effects are perhaps slow and difficult to observe. It is best noticed by its absence.

When the joy is gone, however, when sa…

"The average human being is about 40 percent mitochondria by biomass," you said. "Mitochondria are wicked tiny, but their job is to produce energy, right. Like, tons of it. Well, it's tiny in our perspective, but if you were their size, it's like a ligh…

5:31 A.M.

My heart races, and I immediately chastise my brain into generating 5 things to be grateful for. The list is the same as last Monday morning. The sun rose. I get a chance to start over. I have a warm bed. There is food for breakfast. I am.…

He is a tiny man. Under four feet tiny. Balding pate. Small eyes. Round, tortoiseshell glasses. Tattered brown suit. Nothing to look at, certainly, not that anyone is looking.

He glides through the crowd, clearing a path without word or gesture. People m…

In the middle of the night the world ended. It was actually quite mediocre. Unfortunately I was too drugged up to notice much, except one second I was lying on my hospital bed and the next I was under the wreckage of the hospital.

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She walks down the street in a red dress. Her long, black hair, emerald eyes, and pale skin catch me, even from across the street. How is it that no one else notices her?

She turns her head, looking directly at me. A smile, a wink, and I'm frozen in plac…

9:30PM

The house is silent and dark except for the light above the couch. I sit with a book, trying to disappear into its world so my dreams will be more full of fantasy and less full of reality.

10:30PM

I yawn. My arms and legs weigh a million tons, my …

I pushed open the doors, straining my back a little, and with a creak they parted. They were thick, old and heavily lacquered, and smelled of wood smoke. The sunlight from behind me inserted itself into the hall like a surgical tool, revealing the neglect…

And please, my Lord, I beg Thee, heal

The pain in one and all,

Which I in my confusion caused.

Please hear this sinner's call.

I did not mean to harm a soul,

But to my endless rue,

So much frustration, anger, hurt

I managed, still, to do

O I was wrong s…

And one day, I will find the way,

The strength to tell my spouse,

And hope to Heaven I won't lose

My love, my kids, my house,

My inner peace; that I'll retain

My home, and if I may,

I'll ask for their consent to love

In my own natural way.

So yes, this …

I have so much, so very much

My frame can't hold it all

I'll burst if I attempt to keep

Its mass behind a wall.

I feel so guilty! I have failed

To keep the borders free

Of raging feelings, now and then--

But then, they lied to me.

They kept me from the…

No more can I control the way

I love, the quality

Of my affection, nor the strength--

Heart listens not to me.

It's true to some extent that I

Can choose how to respond

When feelings grow, until they reach

To limits, and beyond

The lines that I consider…

But no, my heart just wouldn't die,

It loved, though I ignored

Its every message, every urge

Shut down across the board.

In spite of my refusal

To allow my heart to thrive,

Love was undaunted. Finally,

I heard: "I am alive!"

And is it wrong to feel, I a…

The progress bar moves slowly still

Do not unplug your unit,

I rub my temples wearily

I know I can't assume it

Will really work. I doubt the flaw

Was ever in the OS.

My heart has always burst with love

Though I was e'er the slowest

At finding anyone to …

That's all the standard user needs--

The office suite for home,

With other users disallowed,

Not recognized--they use their own,

And I'll use mine. That's how it's done

No jail-breaking here!

No one would dare suggest a change

The cor'p'rate rules are cl…

But, as per norm, a glitch appeared

I shouldn't love them all!

Perhaps a virus tossed its rope

To scale my firewall.

So I have had to wipe my drive.

Yes, all my saves and downloads

I sacrificed for sake of health;

I've wandere'd up and down roads

To fin…

Hi. After storm and stress, I find

I can't do much right now

But wag my cursor back and forth

And watch the progress bar.

The screen's still in a foreign tongue:

I have to guess its meaning,

But hopefully my mind will work

After repair and cleaning.

My …

My life is an arena where a struggle for control

Is always raging, night and day. O, who shall win my soul?

At times, my heart will seize the helm, and love with all its might

But then my mind will land a punch and try to do what’s right.

And alternatin…

She wakes up in the morning and can't go back to sleep. She attempts to move her blue frost bitten hands through the snow that surrounds her. With shallow breaths she takes drags of the cold air in, her lungs aching with each inhalation.

She wonders, i…

She saw him across the crowded party basement. Her heart swelled with euphoria. Her eyes sparkled. She was overly exuberant, but her friends thought she'd caught the party fever. They had no idea of her secret passion for the boy lurking in the corner.

W…

Depressing the dull brass handle with a thumb, it gives a satisfying click and the heavy red door pushes inward toward me. I step with bare feet onto the cold floor, staring right and left at all the white pillars, then the diamond tiles. I run a hand alo…