Everything is Broken and Nothing Works: Updates at Times
Mania descended on an Athens, GA, office Wednesday morning after a new brand of coffee was made in the office pot. All work stopped as office employees gathered in small groups of two or three to whisper about the radical change and their discontent.
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It’s been too long since I’ve created
Something beautiful.
Money can buy your freedom,
But it can’t buy you satisfaction.
I am not satisfied.
I do not rhyme.
I feel like, I need to open a window,
Grab a couple beers,
Sit down where I can the dirty white of the overcast sky,
And flex my fingers’ spirit across a keyboard.
Chunky Beef had not intended to die. He had leaned out the school’s 4th floor window to see if the neon nerf ball was still lodged in the small tree below. Jeremy had accidentally thrown the ball out the window a week ago and perfectly lodged it in the top branches.
As he lost his balance and tumbled out the window, Chunky Beef briefly thought, “Shit. What an awful way to go.”
And then he went splat.
“Don’t come in any closer,” he whispered.
“Bardino! We have to see the truth!”
Bardino cowered in the corner. His suit was ripped, and he held the shreds of his jacket over his face. Broken furniture was scattered across from the room from where Josef and the other men had forced the barricaded door open. Papers were scattered across the desk.