Wednesday, January 15, 2014

ode to claude

oh! claude’s gone. claude’s gone. claude. why?


i didn’t know what was happening, man. i’m so sorry. i didn’t know what was happening until it was too late. that bastard came up out of nowhere. he fucking looked at me. bloodshot eyes, black as night, man. he had evil written all over him. i warned him to stay away. i hollered at him. that should have done the business. it usually does, but he was too close by then. he ducked in & i started praying & hollering for yous alls to take off or take cover or something. oh, claude, man. why you? felt like it took forever. alls i could do was sit here & holler, man, it was so quick. i couldn’t get to you. that bastard with the red eyes came out & took off. lit out of there like he was guilty or something. it took forever to gather alls yous together. even longer for yous to come out & take a peek, but i knew it was you that was gone. you were always the first. so trusting. the first to trust me. so curious & it caught you this time, didn’t it? i was calling out for you first. well, finally the gang all came out. i don’t know how i could tell, but i feel like i’ve become more than the girl in the boat that ya’ll hang out under. i feel like, after feeding ya’ll from the plate that i eat off of, that i’m the fish upstairs. goddamn cormorant. i’ll kill him next time if i can. claude, man, RIP.