Jordy
By KozMic BluEs
There was an eerie chill in the air that night. That night when we walked along the dark, lonely road. I didn't see him appear, not until he rubbed against my leg. And then the hammer, the hammer in my hand. I swung it low. Swift, Deadly. Bloody, Brutal. I killed my poor cat, and the blood was there to show. I don't know why I did it. I don't why he died. I don't know why he died by me. I know that now I cry. The line between reality and fantasy draws thin. I wake up and pat my beloved friend. Asleep at the foot of my bed. How could I kill him? Even in a dream. So again I lay down, again I drift off... Again I walk along a dark and lonely road, an eerie chill in the air...This was a dream I had, I called my cat (Jordy) with a hammer.... Yes, it was quite odd.... Written March 19th, 2002 © on Mar 19 2002 09:16 AM PST 0 • 10
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"There was an eerie chill in the air that night...."