Thursday, February 3, 2011

Story outline To Poem

After 6 hours of staring at a computer screen-
his eyes felt like a sailor’s hang over-
Driving home looks at colored post card of lobster boy
with crab red cheeks-
thinks the freak life is the way to go-
“Poor lobster boy he had such an easy life.”-
he often expounds on life of a freak-
Uses table saw in the garage to disfigure hands-
later revealed he was going to carve his hands to look like the lobster boy’s
but the moment he set the corner of his wrist onto the saw, it pulled his hands down and lopped them off-
they put his hands back on but now they are very stiff and unreal-
he wanted to be a freak not a Frankenstein-
now he can no longer key as a temp

No comments:

Post a Comment