Gumshoe - An Exercise in Noir
Collar Match Faint Slippery|
I flipped my collar up against the wind,
struck a match, lit a cigarette.
I heard a faint sound, heard it once again
began to turn. Then something hit my head
and I saw stars, all yellow, white and red.
The ground went slippery, and I guess I fell.
I tried to rise, but fell again instead.
My ears were ringing like a firehouse bell
so I stayed down, felt no more urge to fight.
I heard him running, knew I'd be alright.
By tony parsons
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