High School Decisions, Scene 2

Brutal conciousness
that drags down on my shoulders.
It must die or be saved.

Lifting it is easy,
but I cannot put it down
because it is too important.

I decide to risk my burden,
and hurl it out into space,
in the hopes that another will catch it.

Gameday

The gameday has arrived,
and the air is filled with electricity.
A matrix of nerves is sideswiped in my mind
as the enemy enters into my vision.
I scream and charge.

Growth

The city is glistening,
and I do not know why.
The shimmering lights
dance softly to the music.

Gold and orange sway
in seas of silence and color.
The shadow of the sun
prolongs the night's coming.

Out in the city,
people drive home from their jobs.
The lights move with them
and appear as one dull glow.

But up here,
the city is glistening,
and I do not know why.

Acceptance

I enter the room
and watch The Batman
reveal the news.
At first he misspells my victoriuos name,
but soon corrects it and whips.

Radiohead

The music in my head
tells me what color to make my life.
I walk through the hall of blue
and watch the red accents flash,
as they walk alongside me.

The music in my head
tells me how fast to take my life.
I walk down the hall slowly
and watch the somber blurs,
grimly dashing to their duties.

The music in my head
tells me what to hear in my life.
I walk down the hall of chaos
and listen to the sweet jazz,
enticing me with their mellow harmonies.

The music in my head
writes my life into song
that never repeats,
but always resolves.

A Hint of Exotic Vegetables

Sleepy jazz and slicing cables
jar me from my dozings
and begin the countdown.
Rapid tritones,
incidental, as always,
indicate the time to depart.
Drudging off to study language,
in what would be suggested creatively.
But is it?
An hour later, my day begins.