Monday, January 24, 2011

When you Gotta Go..

for Dani-
The car shook, sending ripples across the rain smeared window.
Perhaps it was the power trying to come back on?
Expensive night vision goggles showed otherwise.
Where was the goat?
With a thud, its hindquarter landed above them.
With wide eyes they saw it, as it snapped the restraints
He left them, he left them
Trying to escape running to the nearest hut.
Cowering in the bathroom.
Screams were heard, tires were exploding.
The straw hut was blown down.
Exposing him, on the last throne he would ever rest upon.
Ironically scared shit-less of this impending doom.
No where to run now, from the jaws with banana sized teeth.
One last scream was heard
all that was left standing was the toilet.

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