I followed the light grudgingly but persistently
My last cigarette tasted horrible and my tongue is now sour as Hell
I kept thinking how stupid this is but also kept walking
I'll never get there in time at this rate and it's too late to turn back now
They could have picked somebody else but no such luck
Wet shoes and damp socks what a mess
But I need the money and will make the stupid report
I'm never going to do this again.
Where did the damned light disappear to? Darn!
- Author: hzugman ( Offline)
- Published: May 19th, 2022 09:50
- Category: Short story
- Views: 17
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