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Free verse № 11337

Escapism

Member since 2002 · Posted 25 Aug 2002 · Edited 26 Aug 2002 · 6 comments

I worked hard today And came back home... Rather late; A woman opened a door I entered and heard Thin voices crying...or giggling? "Children are hungry!"the woman said. What the hell she meant?I wondered. She put some food before me Something hot,Damned hot! I got up to get some fresh air Somewhere not there; The woman stopped me short, Pointed to the... Thin-voiced gnomes And said "I need money!" I stumbled over something Sank in a chair And covered my face.

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6 comments

[0] bdub420 26-Aug-02/5:57 AM Reply
what a pussy way out, stand up and show her where your balls are!!!!
[8] <{Baba^Yaga}> 27-Aug-02/1:00 AM Reply
Damn smart. finally 8/10!@
[7] <~> 27-Aug-02/6:24 AM Reply
detatched, but not all the way gone. i get the feeling he's planning the trip though. liked it.
[8] Venus 29-Aug-02/9:43 AM Reply
Yep, I feel like this some days, too. 8/10
[7] cpill 24-Apr-05/1:27 PM Reply
poor bastard
[5] cyan9 26-Sep-05/12:46 PM Reply
Too True