Copenhagen

Copenhagen came into view over looking the industry findings of Heidelberg sinking shores I'd mustered enough nerve to escape his fist his open hand again twisting my arm I still held the stone he threw at my back busting my shoulder blade the woman at the dinner assures me I would be fine never the less panic fills my chest I pray my suffering ends soon perhaps he'd find something that interests him as much as attacking me I'm hopeful in my absence he will surely move on to a new hobby either way Copenhagen is wonderful this time of year.