A.G.E's Joint

She's gone again Demons at her back Disguised as angels Or the opposite Running Away or towards something No one can fathom Drowning In panic, unable to grasp The rings thrown Sounds too loud Too soft to comprehend Until The end.

                    Approach the pit Rhythmic heart beats Vacuumed into a pulsing mass Red blood cell in a sea of white Floating upwards and outwards Early fires of morning Lapping human trees Arms flailing to an invisible wind You want it all And all of it is yours Granted without strings For I am the night ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Topic- Tyler Myrth * Lyric-”You want it all, and all of it is yours.”-”Get A Room” Pic- Liam McKormic Pic guesses-Human Trees (in blog), flailing (in blog), Invisible wind (in blog), planted child,

I live in Atlanta. Kroger has been part of this community for many, many years. But some stores are better known than the others. Here is a definitive list.... Atlanta Krogers Well, one of them is about to fall to the wayside. The Murder Kroger (so named because there have been three deaths in their parking lot) is being replaced by a brutalist twelve story glass structure. Oh, they are going to put new small format Kroger in the lobby, but it won't be the same without the shooting gallery parking lot. Paradise must be paved. Edit... It's official. Death of Murder Kroger

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My name is Another Government Employee and I’m a politics addict. Not really, but I spent 25 years of my life in bureaucratic drudgery keeping various social services running. As part of my job and a survival technique, I paid close attention to the circus that is the State Legislature as they convened every year. A motley crew of moral trapeze artists and clowns they are, too. My co-workers and I would hold contests for the most asinine bills and made book on whether they would pass. Most of them wouldn’t, but spring wouldn’t be complete if there wasn’t a pitch for the Official State Turtle or Squirrel. Of course, there would also be tracking of bills directly affecting my employer and our budget. Anything thing that smacked of entitlement was fought over like a ham bone in a dog kennel. If something really nasty got proposed, I would be tasked with doing the worst case scenario projections and hope the bill would die in Committee (more than half the time, it did.)

Alone I sit Fire crackling in the corner, In my haven of snow . Sentient being , aware of the world. The world is confusing, always turning The kaleidoscope of fear. Of anger. Hasn’t it always been this way? Assassinations? Kidnappings? War? Pawns on the sidelines watching as the game runs. Used to joke about it. Gallows humor designed to shield scared from scary people. Even the humor is under attack. Micro-agressions and false privilege alleged. Witnesses are silent. Caged, not converted. So, to this interior I run, Staring in to my tea, Taking flight to a land where Peace reigns. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Topic- Dave Raider Pic- Diana Jay Pic Guesses-Caged (in blog), taking flight (in blog), garden, impressive ink, ink, flowers, escaping