Afford Emotion

It's been minutes
hours
days
weeks
months
years

There has been strain
restraint
complains
mistakes

through inaction
pertains
to those who cannot afford emotion
a new romantic has spoken
beer and wine
friends leave vodka
for they know too well
August first
brings tears if tears could come
what is the joke
and what is real
because pretending has become
so real

We are all Winners

He waves a white checked flag
like the game has been marked
scores have been settled
lived revoked
but even the winner gets butchered
just not right away
become the pale
glue that
darkness ensues
forgive for obvious
reactions
winners expect something besides
bitter blades
of creation

Smells Never Come Back

I cannot recall how you smell
a part of myself must have died
trying to recover
from wounds upon high
but in the tunnels
of underwhelmed wonders
sits someone
I cannot ponder
since recall
flounders
pieces of troubled
surrounded in puddles
forgetting how he smelled
is becoming trivial
because that will never come back
socks in my hats
and joy in low levels
make your joy
forget what is expected
wipe out the rest
of the entire planet
in your mind
a criminal
a saint
but everything
is really just
paper machete

Lemon James and the Kobold Vermin (Rough)

There are certain milestones people are supposed to pass. Going to prom, that first kiss, and that dream wedding that you always wished for. As generations pass, milestones of our lives pass as well. We no longer have anywhere near the touchstones that the previous generation had. So after realizing that the ideals of what should be wouldn't typically happen to me; I threw myself towards one of my generation's expected behavior; joining World of Warcraft.

Through certain circumstances, it seemed like the logical idea. My television for the most part was broke, and I needed something to do until it could be fixed. This isn't my first time playing a Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game, but it certainly is the longest I have ever played one. In my first night, I spent almost five hours downloading patches for a game on a disc. Why have this disc, if the disc isn't up to date at all?

With the clock to turn about midnight, I started my adventure as my heroine; Lemon James. Considering the Massively Mutliplayer of this game's nature, it's amazing how little character creation there is. It reminds me of High School Senior pictures, men is black or navy suits, and women in black scoop necks. Yes, the hair might be slightly different. There might even be a few people that can get away without a fake smile that everyone will remember them for when looking back. Eventually looking back in the year book or in World of Warcraft, everyone eventually looks the same.

Lemon James was not the sassy female character I hoped for. The goal I figured of one of these games is that you create a character and the time you spent creating the character made you want to spend time in the universe. There were very little options visually to pick from. Human women having only one body size and shape did end work for me; birthing hips.