Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Attention, Please

Attention, please...

wait, i'm not--

Attention.

May I have your attention, please.

just let me finish this one--

Stop. I need your attention

Now.

Right now.

i can't.


10.75 x 2 millennium pass.

principle kilos 75 to 80% dust,

up from 98%.

Big Bang.

Regrowth.

Outer damage repaired.

Inner scars not seen

for first point-love.

Magma boils.

Unpredictable volcanoes

erupt and spew lava,

smoke and ashes.

Regrowth.

Regrowth.

Unstable Earth

trembles

with silent, seismic vibrations.

Rivers

reroute themselves.

Many rejoin the ocean.

Many rejoin the ocean.

Darkness,

when it comes,

cannot be stopped.

DANGER

DANGER

A ton of steel

crashes

into a guard rail

in the ghostly dead of night.

Four pods,

two complete,

two still growing,

Safe.

Collisions

come frequently

until ad

goes to

functioning executive,

who questions

ethical game practices.

Resolves.

Applies new game strategy.

Lost rivers,

once damned

by overgrown brush,

are reclaimed, restored, rejoiced.

Executive functions.

Feels guilt.

Unfair lift.

Slows down thinking.

Serves a raw T-bone

to an undeserving guest

with 6 pods,

3 complete,

2 still growing,

and 1 beginning to bud.

EMERGENCY

EMERGENCY

Executive decision.

TRADE-OFF QUICK!

Boss chooses

to lose sleep

over business

instead of

over lives.

Click here to read Notes on "Attention Please."

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