A Masterpiece Needed
This man came up to me and told me he kidnapped my wife
"If you don't write a masterpiece I'll will feed her to the wildlife"
I was speechless I asked "what do I write about"
"Your a writer you'll figure it out, I have no doubt"
What do I do
What the fuck do I do
I bet she is so scared right now
(I pause, I have to wipe the sweat from my brow)
Trembling hands make it hard to write
I only have one chance to get it right
I have a timeline but its unknown
Okay Bobby clear your mind get into the zone
Shit I cant concentrate
Okay (breaths deep) clean slate
Once upon a time
No no no in the writing biz thats nearly a crime
Okay okay on a dark and spooky night
No a masterpiece not a cheap fright
Shit what to do her life is on the line
Okay first a storyline
Think
(scribbles insanely hard)
Are you serious out of ink
Okay I'll grab a pen from the bedroom
As I walk into the bedroom I smell my wives perfume
"Babe I called out", searching frantically
I open the closet doors and there is my love, my beauty
Safe and sound in my arms I free her hands and ungag her
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!"
"Me, what did I do"
"I'M LEAVING I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!!!"
"Where you going?"
As she runs out the door I just smile and go back to my writing
BY Bobby J Evans
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