Last Stop

April 6, 2010
By strawberryfields BRONZE, Fredericksburg, Virginia
strawberryfields BRONZE, Fredericksburg, Virginia
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The fog plumed through the gunshot holes in the train windows,
Like a raging prisoner freed from his cell.
Then the fog faded away leaving a weathered man
Who wore a threadbare uniform with brass buttons.
He hunted through the train searching… searching for his long begotten treasure.
After madly tearing through the debris,
He found it! His lost tobacco pipe!
The ancient man seized a rustic lighter out of his tattered pocket he lit the pipe and said in a muffled tone,
“An’ old man gotta live, don’t he?”
Then laughing hysterically, he vanished through the wall.

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