Not my usual fair. I just need somewhere to tuck this away for now. It's really late and I'm really tired.
Lynched
How long have I been here?
I can barely breathe.
I’m only wearing one shoe.
The ground spins slowly back and forth.
How many men were there?
At least four I think.
It was all so dark.
I wonder if that girl was ok.
They roughed her up pretty badly.
I remember they were pointing at me.
I wasn’t paying attention.
There is a ringing in my ears.
Oh, there’s someone now.
I can see his shoes.
I can barely hear him.
Everything is turning red.
Hey, he’s wearing a star.
He must be a deputy, or a sheriff.
He just spit at me!
What did I do?
He fades from view.
Everything fades from view.
Meh... I wrote this on my cell phone. Seems interesting enough to keep
Escape
There was a man who stayed in bed
Hey had no body, just a head
The rest was fed to pigs you see
When she who from downstairs broke free
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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