Two Sentence Tuesday #48

            Tidal waves of boredom slapped Geoff from one side of the room to the other, as he waited by that infuriating telephone, chanting for it to wake the hell up. When the silence was broken and Tara’s name finally flickered across the display, Geoff could have danced, or sang, or ran a marathon, or climbed a mountain, or done any other Herculean feat the world might toss his way… except actually pick up the phone. 

Two Sentence Tuesday #34

            His clock chimed “GO TO SLEEP!”, as he stared sorrowfully at his computer screen during a fruitless scavenger hunt for anything resembling a good idea. Spectacularly failing that, he sought meaningful words of encouragement from his truest friend, Johnnie Walker. 

Have You Tried Turning IT Off And On?

Have You Tried Turning IT Off and On?

New technology;

Promising to lead us forth…

Into the brave new future.

Failed technology;

Gleefully sends us crashing…

Back to the barren Stone Age.

Look at Yourself

Look at Yourself

I see you… waiting… standing there;

Your hands in your pockets

A vacant stare plastered on your dopy face

Your direction is secondhand;

A garbled game of Telephone

Your compass, demagnetized

And you peer out into the wild

In search of a dotted line in the sand

Hoping it will to lead you to the elusive “X”.

But “X” never marks the spot;

There is no spot… that’s a lie they told you.

You keep on looking

You keep on keeping on

You keep on failing to find any worthwhile thing

And never even realize

That there are far better things to do

Then wait around, hands in your pockets…

Looking like an idiot.

Don’t be that idiot… it cheapens you.

The Future Bytes

The Future Bytes

By Brandon Palzkill

Technology is the future;

hover cars, ray guns,

time machines, warp speed;

science fiction, cradled

in the palms of our hands.

Fantasies soon dissolve.

Reality takes over,

while I stare at the modern

convenience before me,

and see an evening, lost,

inconveniently.

Waiting for my world to process;

doesn’t support my file type.

Flash of blue – bad pool caller,

system not responding;

waiting, still…

Is this the way of the future?

Flawed little Tinker Toys

that seek to frustrate and confuse?

If so, I think I’d like to go

back to the stone age…

happy simplicity.  

Traveler's Lament

Traveler’s Lament

By Brandon Palzkill                

I travel on, down silent streets

dismayed by everyone I meet,

who slog along and never see

how meaningful their lives could be,

but wallow in their own defeat.

I see their confidence deplete,

while tripping over their own feet,

they look at me, uncertainly;

I travel on.

But I’ve my own trials to beat,

won’t ever let myself retreat,

so while they wander, aimlessly,

and never let themselves be free,

I have a destiny to meet;

I travel on.