That Place

by Shannon   Feb 17, 2008


Go to that place
I know he will be
ready for his look.
I know what I
will findwhen there,
seeing what he took.

I stand there
all alone
breathing getting slow.
He will come soon
ready for me,
all of this I know.

He comes forward
and tilts his head
considering me.
I tilt my head
the other way,
just so I can't see.

I see him smile
and I smile back
thinking in my head.
I'll leave this place
full of junk,
positively dead.

He lifts the gun
and shoots me down
man, he knows the score.
There I lay
on the ground
there for ever more.

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