Beware the Hooked Tongue
Alarm bells sounded in his head
Relentless ringing
Waking him in the night
As though a train of doom was approaching
Each second growing louder
He turned to see
There was no train, there was a woman
A woman with a hooked tongue
A metal hooked tongue, chasing him
Up the stairs, trying to escape
Any second to feel the lacerations
Screams, futile screams
Could not be summoned
Thumping hearted desperation overcame him
And there it was, he felt it
It was too late
Then of course, he realized
His wife had just awakened him
She could not sleep with all that noise
And she reminded him to
Put the trash out in the morning
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