dəˈfiSHənsē/

Wholesale

You are just

Another cog

In the murder machine

It trundles down your street

Waiting to meet

You on the corner

The sound it makes

Is hard on the ears

I wish I was

Just a piece

In that broken beast

The murder machine

Leaving corpses

In its wake

Trundle on murder machine

You fulfill a very integral

Place in society

Population control

At its most base form

Come with me as we walk a mile

With the murder machine

Watch as it churns up the pieces

Of civilization

Taking what is left and slaughtering it

Wholesale

Chris McQueeney    4/18/15

Here is a side tangent …I fucking hate that I can’t spell. I have all the words I will ever need to describe any situation, but I can’t fucking spell them. Spell check picks up a lot of the slack but doesn’t quite cover what I need. I find myself having to rewrite sentences because I can’t figure out how to spell something. This diffencency…That is misspelled and I am going to leave it there to serve as an example of a strong descriptive word that I have to write around because spellcheck can’t even figure out what I was trying for. This is a handicap that I am not quite sure how to overcome. de·fi·cien·cy

dəˈfiSHənsē/

noun

1.    a lack or shortage.

"vitamin A deficiency in children"

synonyms:

insufficiency, lack, shortage, want, dearth, inadequacy, deficit, shortfall;

I can go the long rout to find the spelling of the word with an internet search. If I am lucky I can find what I am looking for. One thing that whole process does for me is break up the flow of my writing. I am flowing along the words coming all natural like, then bam, a break in the flow, a misspelled word. I have to decide at that point weather I search, or do I rewrite the whole sentence. What a fucking pain in the ass. It sucks also that I can’t spell the frigging synonyms either. What do you do when this arises for you?