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100 Words – Crossroads

I sat waiting for midnight at the crossroads. People came and went knowing better than to look me in the eye. They’ve heard the myths about me. The new myths, the modern myths woven from ignorance and fear. The old truth lost in time.

She arrived, right on time, head held high looking me right in the eyes. Proving Papa wrong.

I pointed to the road from which she came. I told her that road was comfort. To the left, contentment. Behind me, boredom. To the right, danger.

Without hesitation she chose the road to danger. She will be rewarded.

Tags: crossroads | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: February 16, 2019

100 Words – Old Bar

I went to meet you at the old bar. I got stuck under a street lamp, watching the neon pulse down the alley. Then I saw you in the window drinking Rolling Rock and laughing. Then I was there with you only you were young and I was old.

I wanted to kiss you, but you wanted to go see the band. They were wild, hiding fear behind noise. You were right. They don’t yet see the glory they will obtain. We danced and I became young and awkward again. Watching you glow and move. I wanted to touch you.

Tags: old bar | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: February 9, 2019

100 Words – Shotgun Tire Change

Did you ever have the feeling you were being watched, only instead of being watched there was a shotgun pointed at your head?

I parked the truck kind of behind a big tree. Across the dirt lot was a two story house with a maze of gates and fences defending it from intruders. After a few steps the upstairs window opened followed by a man appearing at the front door.

Surprisingly, the man was very friendly and after he agreed to sell me a used tire to replace my flat the upstairs window shut. I love it here in Florida.

Tags: Florida,shotgun | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: February 2, 2019

100 Words – Betrays

Once again my body betrays me. Plans delayed, daydreams shelved. A three-pronged attack. Blood, bowels and joints. No bad cover band for me tonight. No beers. Always plural beers are. You can’t have just one.

Depression is knocking but I’m not letting it in. This is not a new problem. Gout plagued me when I was racing and has often kept me off the bike. Asthma destroyed many a comedy set. Now I’m getting older and don’t expect things to get better.

Soon I will see a doctor and have the meds I need to keep these ailments at bay.

Tags: betrays | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: January 26, 2019

100 Words – Vampires and Whores

There are vampires lurking in the allies. There are whores in the streets and whiskey in the bars. Witches stand watching from the balconies above. I wish it was only Halloween.

They say there is safety in numbers so I’m wandering, looking for a mathematician to save me. The trick is to keep an eye out for the slide rules.

I was making my way west towards a cluster of thick-rimmed guys when I saw her. Our eyes met. She hesitated then turned away. I grabbed her arm. She stopped, not struggling and asked, “Do you know anything about logarithms?”

Tags: vampires,whores | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: January 19, 2019

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