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You wake up with a spreadsheet staring back at you, and it’s Tuesday. You tell yourself that there is more to life than LCD screens, Command Lines, Macros, and those rotten stacks of used paper. It’s all marked “shred” and you wish you could crawl through the slot. Little haiku poems run through your mind, you count the syllables on your fingers to stay awake. "Bulbous collared shirts packed into conference rooms, weekly blamestorming." "Though it’...

Their booth was far off to the left, in the main dining area.  The thought crossed my mind to fake a sudden illness and retreat.  I left sweaty hand prints on everything I touched, the counter, the chrome-accented stool, the shiny napkin dispenser that I scooted out of my space.  This has to be for real, why else would they be here?  Maybe this whole thing is a setup...a sting. Using their reflections on mirrored walls and polished accents of tables and booths, I watched...

  I rolled into Tucson with nothing on my mind. After driving for sixteen hours, I needed to get off the road and Tucson was where I landed. I pulled the old Duster into a Good Eats Here roadside dive just as first light cracked the dark blue night. I rubbed the crust from my aching eyes to see the time dimly lit on my dashboard clock. 5:47 am. As I shifted into "N" and pulled up the parking brake, I scanned my surroundings through blurred vis...

Human evolution, a wondrous spark: one thousand three hundred grams of horns, claws, venom, and tusks. Our egos fight like angry lions, tooth-scraped bone, wounding pride, balanced the power precariously. Merciless with sharpened stick we argued undeniable truths, and proved our sophistication. Found facing the absolute, we stood sneeringly speechless, and irrefutably mistaken. Unwilling to submit suggestions, we accepted to be told nothing; but it had to end sometime. Our disoriente...

Shadows cast on tonight's silence, Memories fade in limited spectrum, While you calmly take out my eyes. Leaving hazy peripheral images; Fragmented ideas hollowed out, The shells left behind by bullets. A broken light switch comes to mind, And a door knob that will not turn. Innocence shed like skin cells. Shameful details I won't remember, Denial scabs, clotted disassociation, A fever seizing infected thoughts. A thousand follicles fail to refuse Your frozen grasp on...