Angela Anders

Train of Thought

“Shoot for the moon even if you miss you’ll land among the stars.”  Stars, who would want to land in big balls of gas?  Gas, I hate paying for gas it sucks.  Sucks, this biology class sucks, and it’s so boring.  Boring, the whole first half of The Scarlet Letter was boring, I couldn’t remember what I had just read.  Read, I can’t wait to read Stephanie Meyer’s new book.  I love her!  Love, “All you need is love.  Love is all you need”  Need, I need to leave school and go home.  Home, home on the range, where the critties are tied up in chains…Chains, that guy wears those stupid chains on his pants everyday.  Everyday this teacher says the same boring thing.  Blah, blah, blah…I sometimes want to put her in an airplane without a parachute.  Shoot, “Shoot for the moon even if you miss you’ll land among the stars.”

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My Miniscule World

Only a lucid glassy film separates my world and the other.
Images pass travel through passageways, down to a core,
Spreading miniscule particles of relatively concepts.
In the other world, people are running around aimlessly,
Spreading sickness and opinions unwanted.
But not here;
Here failures can be erased,
Here I can make people do as I desire.
Here I can stop time or speed it up.
Here Death can be stopped or induced at the snap of my fingers.
Life can be created from nothing,
Here I hold mankind in the palm of my hand.
All I do is close off the outside world,
No more images are reflected and magnified within.
And I am in my own world.

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Before and Now

You were the one that I always looked up to,
Now I look down on you.

You were my hero,
Now I have to come to your rescue.

I always thought you were so strong,
Now I see you as what you really are, a weakling.

I look up for you,
Now I see why you were put down.

We were so close,
Now we’re so far apart, I can’t reach you.

Before I cared for you,
Now I scorn you.