In the depths of a pocket
sometimes answers are found
directions become clear
searches end
Greed is a state of mine.
Following the tracks
backwards will not work. They will not
take me back to the beginning. It is the
heavy scent of her perfume that wafts through the air that will lead me to
her. However, to rely upon a fragrance in
hopes of arriving in time can only be foolish.
Therefore, I shall spray the air with my secret color formula, turning the
sweet smell to a deep lavender. It is
the color I will successfully track.
This is my Poker
Mojo. All powerful – all knowing.
Once personal plumber to the Queen herself,
he knows a royal flush when he sees one. (He made me say that)
Don’t
even try to bluff. He’ll spot it even
before the thought occurs to you.
She wasn’t what anyone would call cuddly. She was crazy tall and her antlers were so large she’d get channel 3 with no problem. Her skin was not gentle to feel but her heart was gentle and pure. She was everybody’s friend, even though her size scared away those who didn’t know her.
Always careful where she stepped because she understood how small and fragile her woodland friends were. Long ago she remembered riding in the backseat of a car. A little girl would hold tight to her, letting her put her face out the window like a dog would. The wind was amazing. Her antlers almost like wings, lifting her upwards.
Then came the
bump. The car seemed to jump, and she
went flying off into the trees. She could
hear the little girl scream, but it all happened so fast. No longer would she be anyone’s best
friend. The woods were her home now, and
she enjoyed the seasons and the sounds and often the quiet.
There is a modern Trojan Horse. Today’s government has seen fit to provide us with toys that are quite sophisticated. They provide answers to most questions, while at the same time listening and gathering information about its citizens.
Paranoia and technology is not a good combination. A government designed to feed itself can only continue to grow, and with greed being its primary personality trait, the end result isn’t pretty.
It is not my place to
predict a trainwreck, but I would be remiss if I didn't point out the missing section of track.