It Might Be Poison

There was a chance it might be poison.

This burning thing in the middle of her chest,

Slowly taking over and choking her to death.

It happened when she looked at him.

At his dark eyes and charming smile.

When he was gone, she was no longer dying.

But sometimes, she wished that she was.

Rain

Rain is falling, staining pavement

All around, colors wet and vibrant

I stare in wonder at the heavy drops

Nearly missing the rainbow at the end

The Video Chat

     "Toby, you've been in that lab for almost two days!" Cliff complained to his friend.
     She looked at him through bleary, sleep deprived eyes. "But the science!" she whined childishly. "All of the toys!"
     "Don't make me get Owen," he warned her. They both new it was an empty threat.
     Toby smirked. "Who do you think let me down here, you dink?"
     "Your AI? Seriously, Tobe, you can't spend so much of your time with absolutely no human contact. It's both unnatural and eccentric, and not to mention very unhealthy."
     "You're a human, and we're having contact."
     "This is a video chat!"