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When The Jokes Are No Longer Funny

Late into the year,
the excitement of the new
has long faded.

The heat of the day
grows at the slightest

Smiles are plastic
and last a little longer.

Idiosyncrasies play
like a broken record,
repeating ad nauseum
to your heightened tension.

Then fun begins to hurt
from the saturation of the heart
and the closet misanthrope begins
to play.

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Thanks for the comment, Beau.

I agree with you on the title. I'll change that bit shortly. And yes, I'm in a rut right now. It's really bad, with school projects staring at me in the face, and a host of other issues. :-(

But things are beginning to turn around. Right now, I'm just hanging on. Thanks for the thought. I'll be back to myself when it's over. :-)

No verse is free for the man who wants to do a good job. - TS Eliot

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Of life when it is to enjoyable. Well described . Sorry to hear you are in a bad place.

often ends up being many things it isn't meant to be. That probably is what makes living it worthwhile.

No verse is free for the man who wants to do a good job. - TS Eliot

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