9.17.12

The beginning is upon us,

A brilliant new year.

Instead of being joyful,

I am full of tears.

Sadly,

Sorry

Doesn't change a thing.

We have torn apart,

Admit it.

We will never to be that close

Again.

You shall find someone,

And so will I.

That doesn't mean I won't,

Regret

Not being your favorite.

The white tower stands above the city

serving absolutely not practical purpose.

It's just an old stone tower

in an old darkened city.

Upon further investigation,

upon entering the tower.

One can find old photographs,

a picture of a family,

a soccer ball,

did someone once live here?

Upon climbing to the top floor of the tower one can find toys,

a doll,

singed by fire,

and (ironically enough) a plastic fire truck.

There had to have been a child here.

Why else would there be these toys?

Delving deeper into the tower,

once can find the basement.

Dried blood on the ground,

an mp3 player loaded with rock music

(the kind that swears so much that you have to wonder why they even bothered putting the swears to music),

a wealth of poorly done homework scattered around the floor

and a wristwatch.

Stopped at 12:30,

why then?

The basement hides more secrets than that though.

An old magazine hidden undernearth the floorboards,

a literary magazine,

why that?

Isn't it a teenager who inhabited this room?

Why would there be a literary magazine

hidden underneath a weath of essays and notes that seemed to have been passed in class?

(The gossip kind, apparently Sandra had a crush on the foreign exchange student).

There's more secrets to be found, of course.

There's books hidden under the bed, Read more »

Life isn't always easy Fiar That's just the way it goes There's tests and trials But every hurdle you go over You get a little stronger And after a while it gets easier But just remember that all the tests trials and hurdles Make you stronger.

The woman in silver shoes is dancing on her own again.

The music is low, like the ceiling of the attic.

Her heels are high, to stiffen her spine.

Downstairs, the cat cries because she has left the sink running:

Water floods the kitchen.

The woman in silver shoes is eating on her own again.

The food is cold, like the air in the house. Read more »

This summer I did lots of summery things,

Like going swimming,being outside, tanning,and enjoying the sun.

However, I did do some more extraordinary things;

I went to Camp Hochelaga  in South Hero and learned how to shoot a bow and arrow,

I caught a bunch of fish, including, oddly enough, an already dead one.

I went to Holland, Vermont and dove for golf balls at the bottom of a huge pond with my friend just so we could hit them back in later.

I went to Queensbury, New York and went to Great Escape four times!

I got hit by acorns that squirrels through at me up above in a tree,

I went camping in New York with my friend,

I played a ton of ping-pong with my friends and family,

I went to a hockey camp at Leddy Park Arena up in Burlington,

I caught fireflies and watched them flicker,

And last of all, I made some amazing summer memories.

If my computer was a person

He would have been obnoxious

Self-righteous

Too stuck-up to listen to my commands

There was even a hint of sarcasm

In every action

He wasn’t up to date

He was really

Really

Really

Slow sometimes

Overweight

Undereducated

And lived to delete

My documents

The second before they were saved

But now that he’s dead

I really understand the meaning

Of “You never know what you have

Until it’s gone”

I only hope my next computer is as good as the last one

After all

Something has to make my life interesting

And a computer with sarcastic capabilities

Is as good as anything I’ve ever seen

I worked hard

To save up birthday money

And pick him out from the store

And I was so proud

To have something as cool as him

So

Rest In Peace Computer

You were great while you lasted

Even if I got ticked off and

Pulled out your battery when you were slow

Have fun in hard-drive heaven

Because your last act

Was to strand me here

With a research paper

All alone

Thanks dude

I’ll miss you