Laboratory mess—
Scrawled equations on blackboards—
Sheets of jumbled notes—
What was he after, anyway?
Refined product miracle—
Frankenstein's monster
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Laboratory mess—
Scrawled equations on blackboards—
Sheets of jumbled notes—
What was he after, anyway?
Refined product miracle—
Frankenstein's monster
Flesh, bone, heart, and brain
without a soul or purpose;
such was the curse of
Frankenstein's Monster, who lived
and died with much confusion.
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The Sleeper Awakens.
Light adds comfort to
sheets like ruffled petals curled
round heaven bent clouds,
a sneeze awakens sleeping
children, yellow dreams dissolved.
a stutter and skip of exhaust.
As I turn the key
in my ignition, my old
automobile starts
with a stutter, the exhaust
skips a bit, then off we go!
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Holding Your Own in a Tense Situation.
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Have a great Weekend, Everyone!
Sincerely,
Uncle Lar
Cut tension by knife—
Everyone speaking—no one hears
Babbling confusion
Every head swings towards myself—
I smile: “I have an idea…”
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First Interview
I walk into the
office, with my Resume
updated clearly;
I sit in the lobby and
wait for my first interview.
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The Turning Point.
This bend in a lane
Like a tight Alpine corner,
Brings back my childhood:
Downhill woods, crazy bluebells,
Sword-blade effort of ascendence.
Fear of crowds
A face in a crowd—
Feel the world pressing on me—
Time for fight or flight.
Why can I not meet their eyes?
Windows to my soul—or theirs?
Claustrophobia
Here I am, locked in,
with no room to maneuver;
how can I get out?
I hate being closed in, for
I have Claustrophobia.
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Illusion.
It's easy to see
others' faults, but it can be
difficult to look
within oneself and deal with
the Illusion to defeat.
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The Pied Piper of Hamelin.
Rats! He stretched out hand—
The night came alive with eyes:
Millions of red eyes!
Rats! All of these will I give—
You have but to worship me…
Shadows over Innsmouth
Shadows fly over
Innsmouth, where souls toil and
trouble in the hopes
of finding a much better
tomorrow for all involved.
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The Wrath of God.
Down below, a wreck,
Whose aged ruins reveal
Forgotten glory.
The lighthouse fails to disclose
Its nameplate: The Wrath of God.
The Appian Way
The Appian Way
was, to the ancient Romans,
the most important
road for the army and the
Empire; all hail Caesar!
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The Emperor.
(Too slow, but I can't throw this one away!)
The slaves revolted—
Desperate men sought freedom:
The Romans struck fast—
Crucifixion sentences pass—
Crosses line The Appian Way...
(Right, The Emperor)
Palpatine fooled all—
Using dark Sith powers, clouding minds—
Enemy unseen.
The darkness consumed the man—
Senator into Emperor…
Bird in a golden cage