If anyone is reading (and even if they’re not), I haven’t posted in a while due to password problems. I think that is all fixed (thanks Gordon). I wrote this a few weeks ago as I was about to start a lengthy training program for my real job, a profession that has provided for my family for 35 years, a profession that has given me much pleasure and much stress. The training is a lot of work and very little fun. Allow me this little angst.
Responsibility
Responsibility sucks
life from creativity,
vicious as vampire
fangs in virgin necks,
the creature craves sustenance
apart from the evil act
to feed, sate, and live
even one undead
where blood cascades, death triumphs.
Oh cursed creature play not.
Drain dry one lost soul
or leave just one to thrive.
Husband. Father. Grandfather. Pilot. Pastor. Poet.
2 responses so far ↓
real live preacher // Apr 30, 2008 at 2:06 pm
Sorry for the delay. Nice to have you back.
Mark Goodyear // Apr 30, 2008 at 7:03 pm
Responsibility sucks
life from creativity
My favorite lines. Good line break. Establishes the controlling metaphor. And, oddly fun.
Vampires are always fun in my book, though.
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