Traveled a Great Distance to Nowhere

Two years into a bad decision 2006

A year later and everything is still standing....... still that is. The same complaints rant from the frothy mouth of the man on the couch. The same pin prick scars the skin and leaves a blood trail, slightly shorter than my patience. As with the morning dew, it all must eventually come to an end. The .45 is gleaming on the night table and the shadow stretches into the sunrise. In due time, only one death chaser will make a statement. Boasting with little substance, but plenty of conviction, the words of the shadow linger only for the last breathes. The family watches T.V. on their new couch..............