Tuesday, September 28, 2010

9/28/10

Posted by E.S. Wynn at 12:00 AM

Final Word
By E.S. Wynn


The sword feels heavy in my hands
I don't care.
I know what I have to do
I know what it means
The sounds of screams
Still echo in the caverns of my mind
One word lingers,
Final:

Go.


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E.S. Wynn was once captured by gnomes and held hostage until a ransom of five dozen blackberries was paid for his release.

 

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