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The sickly bravado..

  • Writer: Lalima
    Lalima
  • May 9, 2023
  • 1 min read

He picked up a nail

hammered it in with

One swift motion.

It drove straight into the soft,

flesh, sinewy and rhythmic.


Picking up another

Shiny metal spike..

He peered down at

Those doe eyes

That venerated his soul.


The spasm griped dully

He inhaled sharply,

Straightened his back

And pound the next

One and another...


Tears rolled down

Staining the plump cheeks.

He touched them barely

As if to reassure...

Last one ...a promise...no more!


Selecting a negel of iron

He smiled feebly

His eyes could

No longer deceive

His bosom...


As the ardent hand

Reached up...

He nailed with

A sharp blow, deep

Into the perforated muscle.


He bled profusely.

Gallantly he stood erect..

As the sobbing miserable

Creature at his feet

Shrunk cowering.




 
 
 

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