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Closing Time

I Run; Panting; Rushing to be on time.
My cart's wheel screaming clicketty clack
Hurrying through darkened city streets and alleys.
Gnawing Hunger outweighing my fear of red-eyed rats
as scents of tonights meal fills the midnight garbage bins.

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  • Errant Panther gold member
    October 17, 2008

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    for a moment the connection between this piece and the prompt escaped me, and then it was clear that this seems to be about the nightly search for food by the homeless. unusual take but well done.


  • Loveandblessings2u gold member
    October 5, 2008

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    WoW this is a bit on the scarey side,
    even sad. Well writen, good luck to you in the contest

    Loveandblessings2u & yours always
    Joyce