Underwriter
I peck
And I peck
And I peck
Underwriter
Typewriter
Black and cold
As I Trek
And I Trek
And I Trek
Always
On the road
Of a story untold
The crumpled paper bounces off the wall, landing on the floor next to the basket.
I eyed the whiskey as it stared at me from the edge of my desk, reaching for it slowly I thought, one more drink could not hurt.
I’m just a speck
Just a speck
Just a speck
Tiny speck
Of sand
In a universe unknown
Up to my neck
To my neck
To my neck
Never going
Anywhere
There’s a block in my road
Shaking my head I crumple the sheet
cautiously feeding another into the Underwriter
Words swirl in my mind, a meaningless jumble of words, a thick jungle I must cut through again, only to find myself once again. lost.
The chime of the clock broke the silence
As if in a dream, it came from a distance
Quickly replaced with the sharp ticking
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Suddenly
There was a rapping
There was a tapping
There was a knock
Upon the door
There was a squeaking
There was a shrieking
As I rose from chair
To floor
Quietly I made my way into the hall
A shadow loomed in the distance
Closing rapidly
As I approached
My foot at the floor
To stop the door
I eased the lock
And gripped the handle
As if gripped by the cold death of night
The door was frozen in place
Tightening my grip
I wrenched it open
In front of me stood children
Dressed as witches and goblins
Trick or Treat
They roared
Lost in time
A world just mine
TIs the season was quickly forgotten
Lost in the bottom of the bottles of the soften
BOO I Yelled
The little rascals ran in fright
As I watched with delight
Trick and treats were theirs no more
Piles of candies at the door
Rip, crumple, toss, score
Feeding yet another sheet into the underwriter
I felt it staring back at me, menacingly
I sip on the freshly poured glass
I can hear it in my head
Mocking me
Blocking me
It pecks
And it pecks
And it pecks
Underwriter Typewriter
Black and cold
Eating into my brain
Eating into my sole
Stealing from me
All that I know
Yet I can’t forsake her
My Underwriter
My Undertaker
As she buries me
In the cold dark night
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