From Gildreds Writings
I HEARD THEM SQUEAKING
FOR MILES AND MILES I HEARD
THEM SQUEAK.
THEY WERE IN TANDUM
WITH THE HORSES SCENT
AND THE AND SCENT OF
THE OILS, THE MISSUS
HAD BOUGHT.
SHE TOOK PRESEDANCE
AND FOUND IT EASY
TO BE IN SOMEONE
ELSES SCRIPT,
SHE GATHERED WORDS
AND BECAME FAMILAR
WITH THE LIKES AND
DISLIKES OF THOSE
AROUND HER.
THOSE SHE CHOOSE TO
FAVOR, LIKE
THESE SORTA THINGS
THEY CAUSED US
TO BE UNHAPPY.
I WAS EAGER TO COMPLETE
THE JOURNEY,
THE SQUEAKING
BECAME MORE ANNOYING
THEN THE OIL OR
HORSES SCENT.
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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