Main Event“Main Event” By Jeff JohnsonMain Event
Two combatants in their dressing rooms Nervously pace back and forth As sweat drips from their pale cheeks. Fighting their nerves, like their previous opponents Determined not to surrender.
It’s time.
The curtains open, and the men step through Followed closely by their entourage, like rival armies. How fitting. War was about to begin. The crowd roars with anticipation, As the men enter the ring followed by their trainers.
The introductions…It begins.
The champion sl
DunlopJeff Johnson 9/23/2008Dunlop
"Dunlop"
As light as a feather between my fingers This tool can craft melodies. This one is green, with a faded tattoo of a turtle. Its taste is of plastic, dull and flavorless, much like its nonexistent scent. Although silent alone, with its master in control, distorted tones blare from the amp. The crowd replies with a roar of its own.
Within the ForestWithin the Forest By Jeff JohnsonWithin the Forest
While hiking on a trail one day, I spotted a creature A daunting adversary within feet of me This foe, like his African cousin, was king of THIS Jungle. His gaze into my eyes made my breath retreat.
In awe, I simply glanced to him in return As if trying to make my peace Taking one step in reverse, I tried to draw back But his slow, steady advance prevented my escape
Realizing my being was at stake, I felt along the strap over my shoulder; locating my “supremacy” over the beast, I drew my weapon and swallowed
Bored and a tad lonely...
Anguish
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GOLDIAN HAMMER!!
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Lisa Luera
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When society needed a proverbial bitch...someone gave it my phone number.
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1997 smells like alphagettis.
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Gameboy DS Lite
"My dear Lord. It’s like a PSP with GOOD GAMES."
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