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    April Challenge: “Default”

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    The prompt for this month's challenge, as chosen by jenthepen is Default

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    Death by Default

    It had always been there, hiding, waiting
    she was blissfully unaware that walked with her
    in the shadowed forest and sacred solitude, where her
    ink stained fingers scribbled poetry on white paper
    and it followed, in her fast paced quest for life and love
    loving the life she lived

    But it was there, nesting in her chest
    under her ribs, sending secret
    tendrils deep into her breasts and bones
    icy fingers seeking her life force as she
    danced to her dreams, sipping wine
    and spending time
    as it it was fool's gold

    Even while she laughed and loved
    it invaded her strong spine
    syphoned her energy and
    made her bones brittle, a little bit
    at a time, until she could no longer climb
    wooded trails where she once worshiped
    but the trees whispered on without her
    and all the while she was unaware

    She was losing her auburn hair as she
    restlessly dozed in her rocking chair
    early winter slipped into late spring, fevered
    dreams came on hungry raven wings and
    savagely picked her memories to pieces

    She forgot the things she had known
    familiar faces, lost loves, wild seeds
    she had sown, poetry unwritten
    suspended in time when life
    was sweet and so was the wine

    Thin skin stretched across fragile bones
    her hands moved like wounded doves fluttering
    frantically, clinging to the life she loved
    finally she surrendered to deep sleep

    Then IT stopped her breath in her hollow
    chest, and at last she was laid to rest
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

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    She lived her life
    stuck in default,
    the basic factory setting.
    She never wondered,
    hoped or dreamed.
    It seemed as though
    her light was dimmed.
    I think she was happy
    but who would know?
    Maybe, not even her?

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    She shivered at the ghastliest term of the English lexicon some sound of a computer speaking in beeps or the bank and how my dear god I would rip my eyes from the sockets again she said never to hear or utter such a revolting phrase, or a word actually, she decided rationally, it is in fact only one word, so breathe woman she told herself in her default mode. Then she stood and screamed at the window pane. Are we technicians! she gobbled most of the words into her mouth seriously and would try again later after some self-training. Perhaps she could open the window and remove this nightie gown, dribble dribble and then she would really scream something fucking outrageous and really effing significant to the world. She did scream it, she did, she screamed Your cat shits out of the windowwwws out of her window. That’s better.

    Downstairs Wally he said that woman upstairs batshit-bitch rolling his eyes but there’s something about her style, he sipped coffee. Euch He returned to his double screen babe-mate with her ass waved in his screens prettily. His ass waved in the air also where he could ask Simone any question, a perfect life, any question in the world for a price of coffee, Euch. What’s your favorite color he asked her for his ten bucks when she was wearing green socks. Nice. Do you like green? he tinkled.
    Last edited by Matchu; April 6th, 2021 at 06:11 PM. Reason: Disclaimer

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    Calling the Cavalry

    She fairly worships the switch
    that initiates autopilot,
    a lovely little default setting
    installed by her Creator
    upon the illustrious event
    of her conception.

    On occasions when she faces
    a tidal wave
    with a tornado at her back,
    a flick of that switch
    coaxes forth
    the unstoppable automaton,
    then there is no anxiety or fear
    or smiles or cheer,
    in fact, there is no emotion at all,
    just an unrelenting resolve to solve
    whatever woe had led to its summoning.

    Once AI takes command of the helm,
    she knows symphonies, bird song,
    and her voice, as well,
    become monotone,
    and every scent, sight, and sunset
    becomes grey,
    but that’s okay
    it’s a small price to pay
    because she can walk through
    a fire or flood
    and does not recoil at the sight of blood,
    in fact, she can stomp on everything
    that gets in her way
    until Mrs. Robot saves the day.

    Over the years,
    fate cast its stones
    and broke her bones
    as she navigated life
    less often herself
    and more often her “clone”,
    and while that switch
    has become worn to the point
    of disintegration
    she knows it will hold
    sans trepidation
    for what is divine in nature
    defies annihilation.

    As her end draws nigh,
    catastrophic calamities
    will lessen in frequency,
    the crippled are rarely called upon
    in crisis intervention,
    so she’ll likely flip the switch just for fun
    to spare her “other” from uselessness,
    and as she draws her last
    she’ll tell you
    she welcomes her end
    for forward she will still stomp
    gratis of her best friend
    who always came through
    when she was in need
    and brought her triumph
    when she could not
    alone succeed.

    The next plane
    is likely to be more serene,
    but should it mirror
    the current scheme,
    her default setting
    will continue to conquer
    like none ever before seen.

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