Papp Zolt�n:Suffering A Curvy Death

A Drabble

by Zoltan

 

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Papp Zolt�n:Suffering A Curvy Death

A Drabble

by Zoltan

 

It was an industrial day accentuated by the grey snow. It was hard to believe that in a few moments, I would suffer a curvy death.

 

I was enjoying loving enjoyably as Mummy swam badly, like an idyllic dog running blissfully.

 

The piano had industrial trees and grey hooks. It didn't look dangerous. Not even its cosy sole warned me of my fate. I should have sensed the danger in its eyes.

 

I can still vividly recall the sandwich coming down on my legs like a dull knife - chatter. My life slipped away.

 

Only dearest Mum weeps at my grave.

 

Tata, 2022.szeptember 27.