The Sleeper©
Tony Fallon 72117
I was on my
daily run when the rain came pouring down
I found the
only bus shelter on that side of our town
One pane of
glass was missing the others full of signs
Very vulgar
sayings and very demeaning designs
I wondered
who displayed his anger on such a public stage
I wonder
what woman wounded him to cause so much rage
I would not
like to meet someone with such hateful passion
Would he one
day be on page one as a local assassin?
Those were
the thoughts in my mind as I slowly nodded off
It seemed
like only seconds when I was awakened by a cough
I was in the
middle of a dream of being tied up with cord
And this
madman hacking me with this monstrous sword
I jumped up
from the seat and started yelling and screaming
I felt like
a fool when I realized that I was only dreaming.
I looked
around and there was no more rain or showers
It was
already getting dark I must have slept for hours
The police
woman ten feet away hoped that I was rested
In the back
seat of her car was a man she had just arrested
He was a
local man who had grown up loud and mean
He was
taking pictures of me when she arrived on the scene
That he had
other plans for me in her mind there was no doubt
The tools in
the bag he was carrying were not those of a boy scout
If she
hadn’t come on the scene she knew what he would have done
And the next
day it would have been my picture was on page one.
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