Saturday, 23 May 2015

EIGHT SECONDS


Eight seconds is all it took.
In the first second I could hear the roar of the crowd.
In the second, there were screams and cries.
In the third second I could see the sun and the sky.
In the fourth second I saw the people staring at me.
In the fifth second I saw the sides of a basket.
In the sixth second I could see a face.
In the seventh second I saw other heads around me.
In the eighth second I looked back to see the guillotine and what was left of my body.


bobby stevenson 2015 

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