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Well trodden dream

24 Aug

Caffeine shaking my bones, click, click, click, need a steady hand for that. Aim true, shoot straight, between the eyes, no suffering. Then I open, she is still in front of me, spouting venom for words and talking babble. Apologies owed but not coming forth. How could they fit through such thin read lips? Wonder if she kisses her mother. More sense out of a snake, must be the black sheep of that family…

…And I sharpen the blade against the concrete wall, snikt, snikt, snikt, through the heart, breaking stone, crumbling flesh, repeat and repeat til there is nothing more, just ash and soot. I stomp on remains…

… And she stops her spout and I walk away

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2 responses to “Well trodden dream

  1. hotshot bald cop

    August 30, 2011 at 5:19 am

    Now that is some magnificent writing.

     
  2. hotshot bald cop

    September 2, 2011 at 8:16 am

    Good points

     

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