Bad day at the office.


Bad day at the office

A bad day. Hungover.
Argued with the wife.
Damned if I want this job.
The screams cut right through my head.

But not this one.
He is silent
As I open his back.
Plough red furrows.

Bloody job.
My bloody arm hurts.
The least he could do is bloody scream!
So I hit harder.

Thirty lashes later.
Is he even conscious?
As I check, he whispers something.
He forgives me.

He forgives me?
He’s the criminal!
Isn’t He?


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