SMACK!!!
Heat rose from my face with a quickness
Failed hopes burn into my left cheek
And still I check to see if it's there
Son of a....
An escape artist I see
You dare play with deaths hand
But yet you can't escape deaths door
From which you entered at your own expense
So tell me, what are your dealings here?
Or should I go ahead and speed dial fate?
...buzz.......
Interesting...
Well, "Fly"
Could care less, "You have 5 hours left"
The hour is nigh!
And I'm summoning my finest swatter
....buzz....
So primitive
A years old trick that keeps being dusted
Bribery was left in the commode and I haven't given a dun since
I swinged and swatted
And swatted and swinged
Til swinging became swaying
And swatting became, just breathing
6 legs pent firmly against the smoked layered wall
Yet the final blow did not satisfy
Where is the next of keen?!
If one, there's many....but where?
From the stairs poured a coalsack with wings beating at an 100mph
They moved so simultaneously as though they were one entity
A wave begins to form
Must and dew filled the air that followed behind
I need a bigger swatter.....
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