"Triolet of ABC"
Written on February 22nd, 2023
By Doctor Ricky 1024
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"March 1st, 2003" (A)
By Doctor Ricky 1024

This beginning will slowly begin the Eradication and constant erosion, it's and erasure of me.
The month of March is my Nemesis with her Unholy kiss.
I try my best to resist but she ever comes for me.
And with her Sadistic Beauty.
...
A Darkness visits me now when I make an attempt to sleep.
With her firm Grasp, she takes my hand in her claws and I'm at her command.
To her demands.
And then unfortunately, I'm back there again!
..
The Noise God?
The Damned NOISE!
It's still haunts me to this very day.
The sound of a vehicle propelled at over 100 mph into a telephone pole.
Yes, will affect you that way.
...
Yes that was back but when I'm trying my best .
Nightmarish screams, await my Dreams?
Forever trapped at the bottom.
The bottom of my Mortality.
...
God, as I search out for some form of Higher Humanity?
But don't You see for me?
Yes, it's always and ever the same.
Ridiculously and hideously trapped and forever playing.
"Miss March's *Game!"

"March 31st, 2003" (B)
By Doctor Ricky 1024

God, I still vividly remember that Sad but necessary Day.
Today my Only Son Jay had to go away.
Home for a short stay.
As I settled in.
Had no idea when I turned the computer on?
That it wouldn't be playing the game of chess.
Yes, but playing a game of Sin!
I should have known?
And what I crumble?
Yes, and when I die?
...
Yes, to he computers set on chessnet.com.
Didn't I deserve a little fun?
God, after a long day at work.
But with the movement of just a single pawn.
Eye was now that pawn and would soon not belong.
The song, God the song!
Yes, with linger on.
...
BANG!
The car hitting the curve first and then propelled.
BANG!!
Propelled into the telephone pole.
BANG!!!
Now even louder, as the Ford Mustang settles to the street below.
Not with some Bit in it's mouth but a message!
There's Hell to pay?
(Don't you now know?)
Don't you know and can't you see?
...
See the shards of shredded glass from the windshield?
Coating, coating, the lawn and street below.
It should be now all over me!
(Now don't you know?)
My head instead?
Should have took the blow and not my Only Son.
But God.
...
How Fate has a funny way?
A funny way to present a Present to Destiny that day.
And, see the presenting itself?
Itself in Death?
Yes should instead have been me.

****

The call came in quicker than my Drunken King trapped by a wall of sloppy Liquor!
'You had better get over here!'
She said.
...
Unfortunately, the call came in and these were the words I would soon hear.
'Jason's been in a horrible accident on Nautilus Avenue!'
Stated my daughter Kyle Erin.
...
Yes in this UnGodly Mess of Distress.
Kyle gave the exact location.
But My Dear God, I already knew.
I soon would fail my job.
And, in my now Broken Heart.
This was a Nightmare.
A Neverending Nightmare from Hell?
Yes, and begun from the start.
But not my Only Son Jay?
No Way?
God, I already knew it was bad!
This now is inherently MAD!

"April 1st, 2003"
(April Fool's Day)
By Doctor Ricky 1024

"As Time Drifts slowly in Turbulant motion, Sensing the change; Rearranging the Rearranged; in Spare Change"
Unknown Poet.
...
It's funny when you know you've arrived, but your body hasn't nor your Mind?
When suddenly there's a shock and a spark!
Deep in your Heart but it's something that you never want to again feel, nor see, or impart.
"In this Sea of Non-Reality"
...
After realizing that I would be in for the long haul, unfortunately my son wasn't just unconscious.
God, He just looked like a Angel sleeping?
Something much more than that was going through Jason and my Mind.
What's the Grim Reaper doing now?
Creeping?

****

Note: After the proper people arrived, the fire company too, decided to get involved in an unusual way.
They first draped my only child.
As the second fireman smashed the window with the ax in his hand?
Understand?
...
Together they pulled Jason out and loaded him on a gurney.
Yes, to be eventually taken away by helicopter
Now this part you need to understand!
....
I then screamed out this word.
"Jason!"
(As if on some eerie command)
And, with no response?
Holding back the Tears.
God is this all that's left after 18 years?
How could I cry?
But on March 31st, 2003 at 8:30 p.m. instead?
I died.
...
They next extracted the driver Brian Cole, who was pinned.
Yes, as he should be.
(But with little pain)
And with the wheel firmly planted against his chest.
...
Yes, complaining about himself.
And God, caring less about what he had done?
Unimaginable.

Perhaps it would have been easier if this mentally ill 17-year-old had a gun?
So, they used the "Jaws of Life"
But what about my son's life?
..
As we raced down the Garden State Parkway, as the helicopter was heading in the same way.
My 18-year-old and only son Jason would have a Heart Attack on the way!
By fortunately bring him back that day!
...
On arrival, I realized that I had no more family insurance.
Yes, since my Cruel employer decided that was the way.
But it wouldn't make any difference on the outcome of this sad day.
...
My wife and I were led into a room with pictures decorating the wall.
They were black and white x-rayed pictures of my son's brain!
I told you this would be insane!
...
The head nurse stated that it was the worst she had seen in her 10-year career.
It gave us very little Hope.
...
We were then instructed to watch the blood oxygen level of our child?
And that's what we would do for the next 17 hours.
17 hours in and out of that room in tears.
Raccooned and on a coma.
17 hours I had to come back in again.
17 hours I had to leave again!
Umbilical fluid coming out of his ear!
Dear God, can you hear?
17 hours of Tears and Fear!
In this 2003 year.

****

I knew It was getting serious when we were asked to leave the room.
They had brought a surgeon in to perform a procedure.
They would drill into my son's skull to relieve the pressure.
...
God, Is this way it was supposed to be?
When I found out my wife Carolyn was pregnant with a son way back in 1983 .
I was so happy that there soon would soon be.
Yes, a brand new baby?
...
And yes, there is a Moral to this story.
And in all it's Sadness but in all it's Glory.
I might have lost the game of chess.
A pawn can barely ever defeat a King.
But on that April Fool's Day
There was something much more important you see?
Because Life is more than just a game.
And they're definitely is Life after **Death!
.