A midsummer night's dream
2:51 AM reads the clock
he will be here anytime now
to torment you once again
to torture you
this has been going for far too long
this has to stop tonighta whiff of smoke appears
'Open your eyes' he whispers in your ears
in a couple of seconds he has got a lead of around a mile
IOX 9168
that's your machine
climb on the monster
turn on the power
speed ..
more speed ..
even more speed
He looks behind ..
it's a mocking smile he has on his face..
have to catch him tonight..
he's ahead of you, but he's a predator
he's after blood..your blood..
the speedometer reads 140mph..
this is a under 60mph zone..
the last thing you need is to get caught by a cop..
let even getting noticed
open your purse..a few notes..and a solitary coin dangles out..
shit..
shit..
not even enough cash to bribe the cop..
even if you did, there is this outside chance that he belongs to the 'honest' ones
Do you try to talk your way out of this?
Or do you take this cop down and risk it all?
..there he is again..
with the same sarcastic smile..
this bob's giving you sleepless nights since ages..
you still remember the first time you saw him
mocking you..laughing at you..
you almost were trasported into the past when ..
you hear the familiar sirens..
shit..
shit..
shit..shit..shit..
Cops. They're right on our ass
but not for long..
this is your world..'isn't it?
here thing happen the way you WANT them to..don't they?
the way you want to remember them..and not the way they happened..
The cop shuts up his siren..
you almost want to sleep..
it's been ages since you have slept..
you almost start forgetting how it feels like..to sleep...
but the point is..
that you can't sleep..
you JUST can't sleep..
he seems to be slowing down..
wat's this?
this bob's pulling over..
you overtake him..
pull over..
his registration plates are almost visible..
XOI 8916
it reads through your rearview mirror
'looking for me' he says..and continues..
'we have met before haven't we?'
'I don't think so. Where was it that you think we've met?' you say..
'At your house. Don't you remember? ; in your bed room or may be in your mind' he says..
'In fact i was there throughout beside you..in your car..while you were chasing me'..
it's puzzling..
is this man mad..
or are you..??
'I don;t go to places uninvited..by the way' he says
The blood starts rising inside your gut..you can feel it rising right through your spine
'who are you??' you ask..'
who are you'
'WHO ARE YOU'
..you almost yell
he's laughing..
the same mocking laugh..
the blood's almost risen to your head now..
you pull out the gun..
he's not moving an inch..
he continues to laugh..
'who are you killing'
he asks..and laughs
..even more mockingly..
For God's sake' finish him
..make it quick..
thud says the sound..
it's quicker than you realise
..his mortal remains slump down
Then it's straight to business
stretching the corpse on the alley floor and checking his pockets
digging up whatever you find
The wallet is packedMaster Card, Discover, Platinum American Express
Then you find
..a bomb..
an atom bomb..
his driving license shows your id
your name
even his registration no. is same as your's
IOX 9168..
you look around..
his vehicle's gone
this is SOME shit
what is this?
some kind of a joke??
shit
shit
shiiiit..
what next..
you look at the trunk of your vehicle
he will never fit in there..
even trying for a hour doesn't help..
so you make him sit beside yourself right at the front of the car...
you drive..
drive..drive drive..
so that you can reach the pits..
and dump him there..
climb on the monster
turn on the power
you are almost getting nervous..
Go ahead.
Take of his cigarettes
It'll help
as you reach out to his pockets..
it seems to take eternity to find them
God..
where are the cigarettes??
'It's got to be somewhere there, buddy' he says..
holy lord..did he speak??
no he can't
you are just imagining things..
he's dead
dead for good..
but yeah ..you are nervous..
That tells you something about your state of mind, don't it?
It's got you hearing things. It's got your nerves shot
It's got you smoking
You know it's true... Nobody ever really quits
A smoker's a smoker when the chips are down
'And your chips are down...' he goes again..
you press down the accelarators hard..
got to dump him..
before the bob makes you go mad..
'You ain't even going to make it to the pits' he says again..
'You shut the hell up. I'll make it
''Shut up!''
'Oh, you're screwed ; It's over. You're flushed' he says
This time I can't bring myself to tell him to shut up..
cause..
cause the familiar sirens start screeching..
Sure he's an asshole.
Sure he's dead
Sure that I'm just imagining that he's talking
None of that stops the bastard from being absolutely right
You don't have a chance in hell of outrunning this cop
Not in this heavy rain
Pull over!
The only question left is whether I'm going to kill him or not!
Tough call
For all you know,
he's an honest cop, regular guyworking stiff with a mortgage, a wife, and a pile of kids
Your hand moves on its own,
sliding of your guns to your lap and thumbing back the hammer
You don't know what to do
You better stop.
You're making him mad
Whatever he says
'Seem to be in a hurry buddy' he asks..
'It's my friend beside me sir..you say
'Partied a little too hard tonight..outta his senses..am in a hurry to drive him home' you say..
looking at good old bob..
thankfully he is silent now..
the cop's got a bewildered look on his face..
'whom are you talking about bro' he asks..
'there's none beside you..it seems it's you has partied hard tonight..
go home get a sleep..
i am letting you off with a warning..
go home..get a sleep'
he leaves..
you look around..
'bob's dissapeared..
the cops words keep ringing..
'get a sleep'
'get a sleep'
..but
..but you can't
you just can't sleep
you haven't slept in ages..
..stillyou close your eyes..
the familar feeling of deja vu prevails..
what's this??
you are falling asleep. finally...
i am..
am i??
or is it..that i am getting up??
after a long looong sleep?
he will be here anytime now
to torment you once again
to torture you
this has been going for far too long
this has to stop tonighta whiff of smoke appears
'Open your eyes' he whispers in your ears
in a couple of seconds he has got a lead of around a mile
IOX 9168
that's your machine
climb on the monster
turn on the power
speed ..
more speed ..
even more speed
He looks behind ..
it's a mocking smile he has on his face..
have to catch him tonight..
he's ahead of you, but he's a predator
he's after blood..your blood..
the speedometer reads 140mph..
this is a under 60mph zone..
the last thing you need is to get caught by a cop..
let even getting noticed
open your purse..a few notes..and a solitary coin dangles out..
shit..
shit..
not even enough cash to bribe the cop..
even if you did, there is this outside chance that he belongs to the 'honest' ones
Do you try to talk your way out of this?
Or do you take this cop down and risk it all?
..there he is again..
with the same sarcastic smile..
this bob's giving you sleepless nights since ages..
you still remember the first time you saw him
mocking you..laughing at you..
you almost were trasported into the past when ..
you hear the familiar sirens..
shit..
shit..
shit..shit..shit..
Cops. They're right on our ass
but not for long..
this is your world..'isn't it?
here thing happen the way you WANT them to..don't they?
the way you want to remember them..and not the way they happened..
The cop shuts up his siren..
you almost want to sleep..
it's been ages since you have slept..
you almost start forgetting how it feels like..to sleep...
but the point is..
that you can't sleep..
you JUST can't sleep..
he seems to be slowing down..
wat's this?
this bob's pulling over..
you overtake him..
pull over..
his registration plates are almost visible..
XOI 8916
it reads through your rearview mirror
'looking for me' he says..and continues..
'we have met before haven't we?'
'I don't think so. Where was it that you think we've met?' you say..
'At your house. Don't you remember? ; in your bed room or may be in your mind' he says..
'In fact i was there throughout beside you..in your car..while you were chasing me'..
it's puzzling..
is this man mad..
or are you..??
'I don;t go to places uninvited..by the way' he says
The blood starts rising inside your gut..you can feel it rising right through your spine
'who are you??' you ask..'
who are you'
'WHO ARE YOU'
..you almost yell
he's laughing..
the same mocking laugh..
the blood's almost risen to your head now..
you pull out the gun..
he's not moving an inch..
he continues to laugh..
'who are you killing'
he asks..and laughs
..even more mockingly..
For God's sake' finish him
..make it quick..
thud says the sound..
it's quicker than you realise
..his mortal remains slump down
Then it's straight to business
stretching the corpse on the alley floor and checking his pockets
digging up whatever you find
The wallet is packedMaster Card, Discover, Platinum American Express
Then you find
..a bomb..
an atom bomb..
his driving license shows your id
your name
even his registration no. is same as your's
IOX 9168..
you look around..
his vehicle's gone
this is SOME shit
what is this?
some kind of a joke??
shit
shit
shiiiit..
what next..
you look at the trunk of your vehicle
he will never fit in there..
even trying for a hour doesn't help..
so you make him sit beside yourself right at the front of the car...
you drive..
drive..drive drive..
so that you can reach the pits..
and dump him there..
climb on the monster
turn on the power
you are almost getting nervous..
Go ahead.
Take of his cigarettes
It'll help
as you reach out to his pockets..
it seems to take eternity to find them
God..
where are the cigarettes??
'It's got to be somewhere there, buddy' he says..
holy lord..did he speak??
no he can't
you are just imagining things..
he's dead
dead for good..
but yeah ..you are nervous..
That tells you something about your state of mind, don't it?
It's got you hearing things. It's got your nerves shot
It's got you smoking
You know it's true... Nobody ever really quits
A smoker's a smoker when the chips are down
'And your chips are down...' he goes again..
you press down the accelarators hard..
got to dump him..
before the bob makes you go mad..
'You ain't even going to make it to the pits' he says again..
'You shut the hell up. I'll make it
''Shut up!''
'Oh, you're screwed ; It's over. You're flushed' he says
This time I can't bring myself to tell him to shut up..
cause..
cause the familiar sirens start screeching..
Sure he's an asshole.
Sure he's dead
Sure that I'm just imagining that he's talking
None of that stops the bastard from being absolutely right
You don't have a chance in hell of outrunning this cop
Not in this heavy rain
Pull over!
The only question left is whether I'm going to kill him or not!
Tough call
For all you know,
he's an honest cop, regular guyworking stiff with a mortgage, a wife, and a pile of kids
Your hand moves on its own,
sliding of your guns to your lap and thumbing back the hammer
You don't know what to do
You better stop.
You're making him mad
Whatever he says
'Seem to be in a hurry buddy' he asks..
'It's my friend beside me sir..you say
'Partied a little too hard tonight..outta his senses..am in a hurry to drive him home' you say..
looking at good old bob..
thankfully he is silent now..
the cop's got a bewildered look on his face..
'whom are you talking about bro' he asks..
'there's none beside you..it seems it's you has partied hard tonight..
go home get a sleep..
i am letting you off with a warning..
go home..get a sleep'
he leaves..
you look around..
'bob's dissapeared..
the cops words keep ringing..
'get a sleep'
'get a sleep'
..but
..but you can't
you just can't sleep
you haven't slept in ages..
..stillyou close your eyes..
the familar feeling of deja vu prevails..
what's this??
you are falling asleep. finally...
i am..
am i??
or is it..that i am getting up??
after a long looong sleep?
posted by Perfect Misfit at 2:27 PM
3 Bouquets/brickbats!!
