I Hauled My Ass Back To High Island .. Again

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flashback .. alline is a lifelong resident of winnie

one of the few, rare ladies per the ratio of fifty men

i've got to tell you .. winnie is one hard, hell of a town

fast forward .. I related to donald and the two ex-cons

to back off .. leave me and alline the fuck alone

they were all fucked up on drugs .. drinking too

chased me around my car .. couldn't catch me

guns .. knives were brandished openly

such a dark night .. no witnesses at all

I shot a couple of rounds in the sand near their feet

a few rounds over their heads

told them to move the fuck on

cursing me .. spitting like crazy

they left .. tails tucked between their legs

saying over and over .. i'm a dead man

we joined the crowded bonfire .. partied on

alline drove to see me every single day

bringing food .. we'd watch the sunset

she'd return home to her parents later

before she left late, late that evening

she related I could live in their camper

I followed her in .. met her unapproving parents

of course they didn't like me .. i'm Native Indian

an uncomfortable dinner over chitchat  ennsued

I was told to go get in the camper when i'm ready

totally exhausted .. I fell out hard on the bed

I came up screaming .. bleeding

all over the fresh white linen sheets

my entire back was cut into shreds

alline's devilish little brother

had secretly placed all kinds

of sharp points .. pins .. needles

nails .. broken metal protractor points

pointing up through the bottom sheet

I hauled my ass back to high island .. again

Copyright @ September 2014

StandingBear

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