Friday's Whims of the Time Traveler 7.0: September 7th, 2009

Blow by Blow
by Belinda Roddie

He stooped over me
Reeking of Copper Dragon ale and Newport cigarettes
He told me I was good for nothing -
Useless - pathetic -
Ungrateful - worthless -
Each insult sent as special deliveries with a strike to the brow -
To the jaw - to the nose -
To the cheek - to the eyes
Blow by blow -
Word by word -
Until I reeked of Copper Dragon ale and Newport cigarettes
Stooping over you

The work you see here has not been edited nor altered since September 7th, 2009.

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