Peace And Quiet
I had almost reached some eternal state of bliss
When my reverie was rudely interrupted
By my birth.
I need not tell you of the emotional quagmire
That is life.
I have suffered less than many.
Yet just when things began to settle down
My reverie was rudely interrupted
By my death.
Perhaps now I can finally get some peace and quiet.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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I Took A Little Pill
I took a little pill and it made me happy.
I remember happy, I thought,
That old feeling,
Still there, somehow,
Just waiting for some kind of spark
To jolt a little joy into my life.
But it’s a false sense of happiness,
I argued.
It’s a chemically induced happiness.
It’s not real.
What about my chemically unbalanced depression,
I rebutted.
Is that a preferable reality?
Just because you are temporarily tranquil
Does not mean you’ve healed all your ailments,
I scolded,
Only that you’ve repressed them,
But not all of them.
Oh yeah?
I retorted.
What ailment of mine in particular persists?
How about the most obvious one,
I shot back,
That you are having this conversation with yourself,
Split in two.
You’d better watch yourself,
I threatened.
A couple more pills and you may cease to exist.
Oh yeah?
I threatened back.
A couple more pills and we both may cease to exist.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Timenesia
If you could travel back in time,
You would forget how you got there.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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