Sunday, October 30, 2011

Vanished

Vanished

I carved out a pumpkin
Halloween Eve night
bats against full moon
cut myself on the knife
crooked smile twitched
in flickering candlelight
seeing the bloody mess
I reached for the vodka
gurgled from the bottle
poured some on my cut
climbed out the window
onto the gutter, leaped
a thump on the sidewalk



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9 comments:

  1. Sounds like something I might have done years ago. Great wordling!

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  2. You have set the scene perfectly, carried it through well. The thump at the end is a perfect Halloween ending.

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  3. Fabulously evocative writing. I was hooked. penny

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  4. Now that's a bad night. Where do you buy your vodka?

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  5. A moment in time, gone awry. This is quick, pointed, well-penned, and tragic. Fun piece. :)

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  6. OMG, I didn't know where this would lead. It was a snowball of events. Your words weave a story and inuendo like no other!

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