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KorbenDallas
Sometimes I write. Sometimes I drink. Sometimes I do both. The price of excellence is eternal vigilance.
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Prose Challenge of the Week #13: Write a piece about luck, 20 words minimum for the micropoets, 500 words maximum for the storytellers. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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No Satisfaction

What is and what should never be. Even the blind squirrel. In control. Planned. Spontaneous. Free. Left, right. Right and wrong. Reckless. East, west. North? South. Black, red. Green. Into the ether. You're due. Water seeks it level. Normal? Random. Harsh. Unjust. Poetry. Stagnant, static, flow. Vicious. Circular. Climb the mountain. Fluid. Take the plunge. Tie your noose. Life and Death. The sword. Loss. Loss. Loss of god. It can get worse. Please, please, please. Worse it gets. Glug. Glug. Glug. Forget. Stem tides. Weather storms. Grind. Dare. Win. Renew, refresh, exfoliate, expunge. Release. Yes! Faith renewed. Valhalla. Then the fall. Misery and pain. Lurking. Enslaved. Perpetuity. Ruination. But the jubilation! The Ecstasy! Nirvana. Sublime. Alice in Chains. Then you cringe. Wretch. Stumble and fall. Fear. Loathing. You can't watch. Fetal. Feral. The Cold. Ruthless. Bitter. Abrasive. It's unbearable. Unfathomable. Agonizing. End it. Drink bleach. Glug, glug. Humbling. Good, bad, and dumb. Blind. Freak. Accidental. No mercy. Wrong place. No immunity. No sterilization. No buffering. One in a million. Million to one. Reckoning. Dogs bark and favorites fall. When always, never what. Timing is everything. Let go. Walk the plank. Embrace chaos. Chips fall, dust settles. Jaded. Not the first. Won't be the last. All things must pass. Hope. When mountains crumble to the sea, a man can't be a man if he doesn't smoke the same cigarettes as me.