Saturday, July 25, 2009

Other People's Fires

Life is a dance, a game, a fucking tragedy to laugh, a comedy to cry, an out of control fire waiting for a single drop of rain. Losing is part of living, so elbow it in the neck when someone else does a better rumba. The music hasn't stopped, it's just that the bridge sucks... don't fret, the refrain is coming soon. It takes two to tango; grab your enemy, spin them around. Chances are, they're going to smile, too. Grins make it easier to knock out teeth.

Move your piece. Wait for the counter-move. If you don't want to play your past, don't wonder if your future is cheating. Relax. Don't be judgmental, she's seen it all before and just needs to get away for a while. Life's been rough, and you're not the first person she's seen freak out over a bad batch of drugs. Losing it on purpose is sometimes the best strategy. So what if Boardwalk is out of reach... you have Park Place. Let the asshole come and get it. He'll just wind up thrown into a table.

Cancer's a blow to behold, but life ain't over yet. Your brother's brothers are with you. There's a joke hidden in there somewhere, but who cares where? Six-feet under? We'll all be there eventually, and many are already. You'll never see them again, but memory works in wonderful ways. White trucks are always on the road and this eclipse is temporary. The choreographed motion of body will make you remember a friend long gone. Be brave for the both of you. Ever play chicken with a coward? The look on his face is priceless as you drive safely by.

Solve the problem of getting laid off by getting laid. Your clutch exploded on the way south, but at least you can kick it. Someone's lying on her back, unable to move, but she's going to be fine. The husband can't hang on to you and probably doesn't want to, so what? It was all too stifling anyway. Go find some room to breathe. The mountains offer fresh air, even if your criminal record just got a bit dirtier. Clean the wound in your knee and know you've made someone smile. Smirk at the liar hiding behind a woman because he's afraid and unaware that you've no problem with taking them both down.

Are you going to do something, or are you going to watch it burn? Going solo makes it harder to turn the water on. Take it from someone whose castle is already cinders, things can be great without. Plenty of fish in the sea, and if you don't like the ocean, move to another. Throw your hands up and scream at the storm. Shed the tears; no one can see them out here. You're all wet, but so is everybody else... we're waiting to help put out the fire.

Ask, and we're there. Always.

17 comments:

  1. There is a sentence in there for every occasion. Very stylish. Very good.

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  2. Wow. In the mood to cover EVERYTHING in one piece? Seems like ya did.

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  3. Carrie Foster
    Nice one. I'm not too impressed with my ocean.

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  4. I think every fire has been touched and given deserved attention! And perhaps tears can be the best fire hydrant!

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  5. Kittens. There are no kittens in this one. Well? I'm waiting for an explanation...?

    All right then, Sir. I'm prepared to deal with what is. And what this is, is a roller coaster ride (<<hackneyed) of slam bang images and allusions, which jolted me along until --BUMP-- the ride hit the stopper at the end and an unexpected hand reached out to help a lady out. I mean that witch in the car ahead of me.

    *pops gum*

    Not bad. ;-)

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  6. Nice writing, you tell me everything.

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  7. Powerful and savvy, Jeff. I especially like "grab your enemy, spin them around"...especially if their wearing a Zhivago hat.

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  8. A Magpie you can sink your teeth into - literally! Loved it and the energy, emotion spilling out.

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  9. Each line is a story waiting to happen...life happens to all of us...were to begin..the beginning I suppose..the ending will speak for itself...great magpie...bkm

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  10. whew! you said a mouthful!Especially the last line.

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  11. Wordy rascal, aren't you. And a rascal with words. Good job, Jeff!

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  12. Such energy I almost went numb in my arms! :D

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  13. I loved this post. Socked it to me and I'm grateful for it!

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  14. Strong and provocative - wonderful verbiage.

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  15. vivid and dynamic thoughts,
    enjoy the wit and humor in it.

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