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Passage by Choice
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Passage by Choice |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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sweet release the midnight hour clandestine thoughts you will devour take what you can remember the past passion delight on her divan a meandering alley majestic in its squalor things are veiled whispers unsilence what is there to dread still, a foreboding feeling death claims your own the full moon even hides what brought you here you snake charmer of psychedelic dreams fifty years in the making matters not the why or where you’ve shook the devil’s hand already halfway to hell this alley of your desire this Twilight Zone you feel the proverbial noose tightening ‘round your neck you try to protest with an anemic voice sounding like weak passing of wind as the hangman’s noose cuts off your air you pray for a miracle pray! you? Yes! You most certainly you do no feeling in the world like having a noose, proverbial or not, cutting off your air footsteps no figment of imagination footsteps coming strong loud, not worried about upsetting the calm of the alley fear strikes you at first then you sense hope help me, Sir, you cry, voice weak to the stranger in the dark who, as he draws closer you recognize him blood freezes in your veins John Wayne, The Duke would he be your savior? The Duke passed you by without a glance your voice grew dimmer still, one more try you had to give I’m dying here, Sir the boots stopped their stride your heart trembled with optimism but the words he said left you all alone, with no hope you caused all this upon yourself, Pilgrim ~ Some people are like a Slinky -- not really good for anything -- but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Whoa! harsh ending. Foreboding all the way through. An ominus warning...good write...made me uncomfortable, which I assume was what you were going for- an unsettling of the reader. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Life is full of harsh ending, Lori. What's that old saying? "You reap what you sow?" Or the more modern saying, "Payback if a mot***f*****" Thanks for your presence here. ~ Some people are like a Slinky -- not really good for anything -- but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs. ~ |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
good strong writing...enjoyed this one a lot There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I thank you wholeheartedly, Faith. When the Duke turns you down, that's the end. ~ Some people are like a Slinky -- not really good for anything -- but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs. ~ |
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