| The words were slushy
but understandable
It took... 734 |
[Feb. 11th, 2010|03:51 am] |
The words were slushy
but understandable
It took a step into the living roomI took
another of my numb steps backward, knowing in my
heart it would do no good, that compensation
wasn't enough, that when it got tired of playing
it would simply dart forward and clamp that iron
manacle on my wrist and drag me, screaming, down
to the water, down to the caldo largo, and the
last sound I'd hear on the living side would be
the grating conversation of the shells under the
houseThen the water would fill my ears
I took another step back just the same, not sure I
was even moving toward the door, only hoping, then
anotherand a hand fell on my shoulder
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"What the fuck is that thing?" Wireman whispered
in my ear
"I don't know," I said, and I was sobbingLook out at the
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