As you struggle to your feet
The ground, soft and sticky
Gasping, you breath in the sweat filled air
A clicking sound reaches your ears
Hands reach in, as the large wooden door open
Dragging you out into a windswept desert
Looking around, you see
Mountain after mount
Cactus after cacti, you breath
out a harsh sigh, building courage for
A reprimand
He steps forward, incling his head
Sands dance along the winds
A sneer slowly climbs onto your face
Coming from the dark
You laugh hysterically, you hope
For the near end, you can't wait
Without even pausing he lets
You walk confidently to the end
j.h.
j.h.
2 comments:
Love the tone. It's great story telling. I especially love the right hand side.
Jaqueline, this is beautiful! I love the endurance inside it, like when you said "building courage," this is freaking amazing.
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