(Last two pieces today. It's been a long
and eventful journey but has become apparent
to myself over the past few days that this story
is not over and hopefully health permitting,
there will indeed be a Ghost Story Part III
next month.
As a special afterthought which may lead into
Part III, my special buddy Jeffarama! (http://www.writeoutloud.net/profiles/jeffarama!)
has done a alternative ending
In the meantime, thanks for reading)
XXX (A)
Creating
a breaking sound
Your
words of agreement
Was
almost overturned
Then
unpacked
Into
the boot of a car
Blowing
on panes of glass
Resurrecting
itself
In
a verbal affirmation
Of
the truth
Translated
into a slight tear
‘It’s
only going
to
get worse
He
was just the first’
Vanishing
down the staircase
With
me in tow.
XXX (B)
Vanishing
across railway dust
Tranmissing
effects
Into
hand held mysteries
Shooting
down hopes
Freckled
into spots
Migrating
into different towns
Kicking
through other doors
She
said it was only going
To
get worse
Before
we even got
Down
the staircase
And
a few dozen deaths
Was
nothing to what was going
To
happen next
Shifting
answers
Into
another adventures
Before
surfacing again
At
the beginning of
Another
story.
Don't think that's the end of the matter...
Ironic really
the headline said it all
'Innocent commuters massacred'
Ironic as it was on the paper stall
outside the station
the atrocities happened
Not even a natural disaster
no, that may have been acceptable
but as usual, a complete waste,
a senseless loss of innocent life
What gives you the right?
to take my life
to cut me down in my prime
to dictate the day that I die...
I hope you get
everything you deserve
although it's nothing compared
to what I have in mind
Remember to watch your back
for the rest of your life
if you think you're being watched
those eyes are mine
My soul won't rest
Until I track you both down.
Jeff Dawson April 2015
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