Thursday, August 19, 2010

Chapter 1?

From a low-hanging branch on the dead dogwood tree I look into the abyss. The night sky has a dim glow, like the earth absorbed a little of the sunlight and is saving it for later. It soothes me to come up here. To get away from the wacky ass place that I live in. I sit as I toss bits of the gravel over the edge. The way I figure it, the rocks won't hit anyone who doesn't deserve to be hit in the first place. Everyone else is a little oblivious to what is going on around here. A little ignorant. One rock falters on the edge before slipping over and into the abyss. Waiting and listening, I never hear it hit the ground. Well it hit something. Hopefully one of my neighbors. They all deserve to be hit.