The Church and the Forest - A Novel Idea
We could see it through the windows of the Church. The birds and cats, dogs and hawks they were new to me. The air was cold and the wind bit,. But, like a beautiful song, the sounds of the Forest entranced me. The Church bell rang, but I did not hear it. The wind rustling the leaves overpowered the birdsong,. And the birdsong overpowered the bell. My mother heard it; she left, thinking I would follow. A fox and a rabbit, playing, caught my eye. And my mother left. The people in the Church are always happy.
Here Lies - A Novel Idea
Against my wishes, they dressed me. In a suit or tuxedo, all so costly. Sensibly, it will rot, decay,. Like my health decayed. I was defeated through genetics,. Acquiring the good the bad,. But mostly the bad. Legg Calvay Pertheses crippled my leg,. Hypertension strained my heart,. Alcoholic rage boiled in my veins,. Each move I made reminded me. While my body decayed,. I forced myself to sharpen my mind. In death, it will be all I have to keep me. Company with the worms. I stopped using salt, and.