Thursday, May 3, 2012

Broken

Normally, he goes clean-shaven into the world,
 but today he was
broken.

                   Financially ruined, the man had to sell his house.

     He said goodbye to the twice-cut yards and hundred-year old oaks.  
                                                                   
                             He now looked for a new place to call his own.
                      
   C r a c k e d  sidewalks with ridges of stiff grass, lined the gloomy neighborhood.

      The yards [were] all proscribed by stiff picket fences. 
                          
                                                                   The neighbors, seemingly
                                                                                                         criminals.                         Had their jackets                                                                                                                                [gleaming] with *studs..*


Onward-----> he drove on a Saturday liquid with sunshine, oh how it mocked him.


narrow lanes adrift with yellow leaves greeted him left and right.

His car eased up against the side of a dusty curb, hopelessly he observed a ten-foot wire fence, paper [clogged] the fence like dri f  t  e d snow; the fence [enclosed] a playground....
this was no place to raise his children.


Bravely the man did up the metal buttons on his jacket, he then stepped outside of his                 battered vehicle.

The blue glow of television sets [lit] up the windows of the houses he so..
regretfully inspected.

 Out of a house three men and a girl [advanced] on him [pistols] in hand.
                                                          He attempted to SCREAM, but it was too late.........



Shocked and sweaty the man awoke from his slumber. 

He had fallen asleep at the wheel of his...    car.

He is overtaken by sudden GUILT, he has left no message for his wife. 

So intent is he upon his return home, he dangerously ignores a sight of pure horror,


concealed in the shadows of a side street, something crept nose out and [followed] him home.






                                                   




                                  



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