Posted: Feb 14, 2007 6:27 am
you know snow right?
being an oversized grade schooler
growing up on a steep hill
all my so called friends bonded
when winter came and snow made the
hill fit for awesome sled riding.
sitting midway down the slope
like some fortress, it was the home
of an old school eastern euro pack with
two brothers, not unlike our current
spits. These numbnuts had a dog
chained out back, named Bullet,
a cross between a mutt and a kraut sheppard
that did not like beingrestricted to his back yard.
The number of times the hood bitches in heat
tempted our young stud outnumbered the
stones tossed his way by us during the summer.
as the flakes fell, pushing 18 inches, we worked
up an appetite huffing up to the top..boots and mittens.
I caught sight of the brothers and their dog as i flew down the hill
"Here comes Bullet!" the two called out.
that fuckin' animal could smell my fear,
all his instinct, all the built up pay back,
this time and place, I was his target.
I scrambled to make it off the sled and ran up my back stairs,
trying to reach a snow shovel for defense but as
Bullet's teeth ripped through my brown
cords and left a six point puncture wound in my ass.
I was freaked, the god damn beast's head twisted
trying to bring me down for the kill.
I just got a tetanus shot, but a week later the sheriff
put a bullet in Bullet
The brothers hated me more after that. They spit in my hair,
teased me about being an orphan.