Author: drachenkreiger

Buses, trains, clown cars.

Safety over ridden by societal pressure.

Classrooms should be safe spaces.

No child should be ignored.

The crisis is here.

It is now.

Governments do not listen, even when the people scream.

Claws retract.

Hisses lowers.

Ears still flat.

Back away my friend.

You can never be too careful.

Holding up the girls.

Finding them comfort.

Lifting them gently.

Support without the pokey.

Enhancement without the danger of escaping.

Too bad there are no one size fits all.

Too big and all the answers are no.

Bad deal.

Yesterday included.

From a tall tankard.

Inquiry and Art.

Walk across my keyboard.

Detain the truth.

Nothing chases my existence.

No epitaph clearly spells my name.

Decades of living, serving you, others.

Become a focus of derision.

Invisible to the periphery.

Kind of embarrassing really.

Cracks.

Splinters.

Fractured along the spine.

Damaged.

In pieces.

Then put back together shining with gold.

Each line a testament to resilience and strength.

Numbing along.

Despair everywhere.

Things are bland.

Focus is dim.

Grief cannot manifest.

Time to go with logic.

What is the best thing I can do right now?

Leaving this world is not the right answer.

Just ask Marvin.

Focus means narrow interest.

One more story,

One more video,

one more game.

All lead to the realization

time has gone by

and you are exhausted

and now slightly depressed

because what you planned to do

never got done.

Comfort gets comfortable.

Things remain the same.

Problems are dealt with.

But routine is continued.

Nothing changes.

Until it must

and then catastrophe strikes.

Until comfortable with the new routine begins.