This job 
this piece 
of my life 
. 
this event 
that changed me 
for the better 
I think 
. 
Such nice 
people to work 
around and with 
. 
Such amazing 
friendships 
that have 
grown 
. 
this job 
that I 
barely consider 
to even be work 
. 
for if one 
truly loves 
then perhaps 
it isnt work 
but more 
of a hobby 
. 
perhaps 
. 
this job 
this thing 
that I woke 
up to do 
. 
those people 
to help 
to guide 
to instruct 
to teach 
. 
this thing 
this part 
of me 
. 
Now I 
am retired 
. 
Missing 
that job 
that part 
of my life 
. 
but alas 
a break 
was needed 
. 
burnout 
on its way 
otherwise 
. 
or was it 
hatred 
indifference 
. 
perhaps 
. 
but that job 
that piece 
of me 
. 
perhaps 
one day 
. 
To return 
to go back 
. 
to do it again 
. 
to do it again 
yes perhaps 
to do it again 
to go back.... 
^^The Job 
Nice! 
ty 
Friends 
family 
co-workers 
. 
online 
offline 
. 
Parts 
of a person's 
life, you see 
. 
Relationships 
. 
Mates and pals 
Mate for Life 
. 
special people 
to a person 
. 
People a 
person sees 
daily 
. 
sometimes 
a name 
on a screen 
. 
sometimes 
a name 
on a chunk of wood 
with a face 
behind the counter 
. 
sometimes 
people share 
features with 
that person 
that family 
. 
special people 
offline 
. 
some online 
. 
and for some 
. 
online be 
just as important 
as offline 
. 
if not more 
. 
people 
like me 
. 
disabled 
. 
waiting by computer 
for those 
they care for 
to log on 
. 
for those 
they love 
to :) 
to :D 
. 
to go into 
a room 
and meet with 
co-workers 
. 
to do a job 
together 
as one 
unit 
. 
People 
offline 
online 
. 
friends 
family 
co-workers 
. 
parts of 
a person's life 
. 
when you die 
would they 
remember you 
as good 
or somethin else 
. 
this is why 
. 
treat as would 
want to be 
treated 
. 
leave 
impressions 
upon the sands 
of one's heart 
. 
Hopefully 
positive 
. 
these parts 
of one's life 
. 
Remember 
. 
Live and love 
^^^People: Pieces of Me 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 
Young man 
I know well 
. 
met him 
shortly after 
my first month 
. 
on this IRC 
place 
. 
Seemed older 
than his years 
. 
Keeping my 
fave server 
running 
without a hitch 
. 
he goes on vacation 
and it seems 
the server 
wanders off 
with him? 
. 
thirty rooms 
seems a lot 
. 
Seek him 
out on a cloud 
. 
that guy 
I learned 
to trust 
. 
soon to become 
a co-worker 
a pal of sorts 
. 
teaching me 
by letting me 
do things 
. 
messing up 
and making me 
upset 
. 
but not 
like /that/ 
. 
just more 
determined 
. 
helping me 
be the best 
. 
that I could 
possibly be 
. 
a touch 
of evil 
. 
a bit 
of Fudge 
. 
this guy 
I know 
. 
the path 
to successful 
career 
did show 
. 
that guy 
simply 
known as 
. 
Namegduf 
^^^Ode to da Fudge 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 
I write 
a scribble 
. 
I poet 
. 
people wonder 
. 
just how 
I am able 
. 
but all I 
can say 
. 
I feel 
not think 
. 
as I write 
. 
I work 
from my 
heart 
. 
from my soul 
. 
not to think 
with the mind 
. 
simply 
draw 
upon experience 
. 
simply speak 
your "mind" 
as you see 
that thing 
. 
we call Life 
. 
simply 
feel 
experience 
live it 
. 
then 
write it 
. 
Not sure 
if this 
is what is 
meant by 
. 
write what 
you know 
. 
but that 
seems to be 
what I do 
. 
as who 
better 
to know 
my heart 
. 
than I? 
. 
simply 
live 
experience 
feel 
observe 
visualize 
. 
Simply 
write 
^^^Simply Write 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I do not 
wish to resign 
I do not 
think guilty 
is the sign 
. 
I think 
in time 
. 
I would 
be missed 
. 
that perhaps 
even the snake 
wouldnt hiss 
. 
that I 
of all 
. 
users 
powerful 
and small 
. 
help out 
making those 
who know 
to shout 
. 
but alas 
I am now 
grass 
no way out 
that I see 
. 
not sure how 
just here and about 
that ability 
do allude me 
^^^To Resign or Not?