Sometimes you just want to stick the perverbial pencil into your neck
Right into the coratid artery and let out all of the pressure that has been building up
Let the floodgates open to dance across the walls and the floor
Because it's been a really rough day
Because the wife said something that will stick forever bobbing up to the surface at inopportune moments.
Because the kids..
No, you must never include the children when contemplating your own weakness and failures
But the unfortunate thing about the perverbial pencil is that there are no do-overs
No take-backs
No pause button
No chance to rewind
There is no one to say, "hey look at what all of this might lead to. Let's maybe hold back a bit."
There is none of that.
There are no second chances here.
There are no rematches
Which is maybe why the perverbial pencil is nothing more than a warm up
Maybe that is why seldom is the skin ever pierced
Seldom does the blade dig into the wrists
Seldom does the trigger release the bullet
Because perverbial is a dress rehearsal
And the real thing tends to happen only once.
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