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"The Extraordinarily Ordinary Life of Chuck Offerman" by Eric Wayne Flynn

Updated on December 11, 2013
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"The Extraordinarily Ordinary Life of Chuck Offerman"

No violence

No sex

No drugs

No money

No culture

No cause

A pure unadulterated bore

Natural men don't sell well

No use for such a man

Disorientated by pain

A lost stumbling maniac

Rummaging through time

Streets, his platter from which he dines

An element in his element

A nothing effecting nothing

Still water running deep

A lost shepherd with no sheep

No vanity

No ego

No telling where he's been

No purpose his only sin

A book in an unknown language

A victim of experience

A fool we pass by and laugh at

An echo, a reflection

A mountain of a man

No one desires to see his peak

Not worth the climb

Not worth our time

A mist, standing under concrete trees

Invisible, yet a common sight

A prisoner of our insane orb

This nuisance named Chuck

The sad truth being, no one gives a fuck

A punch drunk product of our civilized society

Inebriated off the masses "sobriety"

Primitive, archaic and untrained

I walk by glorious ol' Chuck in the rain





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      Eric Wayne Flynn 3 years ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thanks Jamie... We all know a bunch of Chucks. Mysterious people line our streets, how did they get there? Reflections of our society I guess.

      EWF

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

      You have given Chuck so much humanity through your words, well done. Jamie