“Get off my desk!”
Friend or habit? Ignorance is bliss.
Always nice, but still they leave.
Crutch, weapon, reminder… it’s what’s left.
Jazz can’t cure a hollow heart.
Gratitude doesn’t matter. New puzzled needed.
Compassionate power can save lives too.
Smart. Successful. But pasts never die.
Wit is attractive. Hatred is not.
Cheerfully aloof, the cruelty still stings.
Quiet bullies are harder to spot.
Almost dead. Barely saved.
Cells speak through microscopes. Listen closely…
“Am I dying?”
“No.” Not yet.