How mad

 

Someone was butchered around here last night.

On the pavement just outside the bike shop

Cloud-shaped stains are all that remains

Of an unnamed man in his forties.

 

Police are hoping that the words

         BASH OF N.H.E

Tattooed across the back of his neck

Will help to identify him.

 

I pick up the phone and finger the 9’s.

I can feel my legs shaking.

Fuck me,

I was with him when he had that done.

 

Ian Bashwell, murdered.

 

How mad’s that!

◄ Talk about lucky.

And still no change ►

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Noetic-fret!

Mon 23rd Jan 2012 22:58

Mike, my heart goes out to you. When someone close becomes a casualty, or a colleague etc, it hits home just how fragile we really are, and that, any of us, could go at any time by many means. You must be deep in philosophical thought at present.

Stay safe, stay well

Mike

x

stella jones

Mon 23rd Jan 2012 21:31


bloody hell Mike..made me think.

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