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she was always on time
she handed in her papers and they were always top of the class
everyday she was respectful and asked good questions
but he hated her
this girl, this one student, he could not get her out of his mind and she filled him with an inexplicable rage
he wondered if he was burnt out on teaching
if he was loosing his mind
were these feelings derived from some other emotion beyond pure hatred?
Durring pop quizes he plotted murdering her - what was wrong with him he wondered idly.
in the ally having a break from the bar I watched as the rats run around the dumpsters and and a big puddle of grease reflecting a rainbow from the street lamp.
I was about to flick the lit end of the smoke into the puddle to see if any flames might jump out
when a long black limo pulled up driving right through the puddle
the door opened and I held my breath
Scotch on the rocks - late afternoon -
- old and woody - like a good friends smile on my throat.
it's hot here,
there is a small breeze blowing and a palm fan buzzing quietly over head but that does nothing to cool the blaze of this day.
the doors are open and the jungle is watching our every lazy move
our fingers almost touch and you shiver while goose bumps crawl up your arms.
you almost promised
so I almost loved you
and we almost got married
and later
I almost cared about it almost a little to much
in the end thank you
almost
thanks
your welcome
see you later
goodbye
until tomorrow
have a great night
sleep well
sweet dreams
it keeps going until someone is willing to give in and let go - giving away the FINAL word.
"Surgery!!" my 3 year old cries
showing my her pink pony
missing both eyes, leaking stuffing
glaring at our big brown dog Odin
I sigh go to the sewing drawer and get out my...
my heart turned
it twisted all up behind my rib cage as if the tool of your words could reach it and do such harm.