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Richie Gecko
It's a Dark Night
hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
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Date: 2012-09-12 05:25 am (UTC)...shit, it's like the whole experience shook things loose in my head, and now I'm still sorting shit out. Like a shop after an earthquake or something.
Kate did get out. Maybe I wouldn't feel so bad if she hadn't just lost her whole family, just like I had. But I do. Fuck it, man, it was my plan to take them hostage in the first place. It was my call.
She didn't want revenge. She almost went with me. But I was done dragging her into dangerous situations.
[He hesitates. He's smoking too fast, like he does when he's really worried and doesn't know how to talk about it.]