Bused Insanity ©ThePen She tried hard to hold the crazy in but every now and then it would slip out in little jerks and clipped shrieks. Each bump and creak of the bus would grind out another attempt to expose the indiscretion of her warped whimsy. Sometimes shed clasp both hands over her mouth making a suction sound as she used a plunging motion to push the rebellious conversations back to pit of her belly where they formed just before escaping into her jumbled mind then slipping into the abyss of her mouth They stood always at the ready but she had practiced making her hands faster then the words her beaten womb carried. Just as some sneaky syllables had found an open slot to escape thru her fingers, a voice jolted her back to the world she ran from.....Excuse me Miss can I sit there? She gathered all of her wrinkled sanity and moved over closer to the window.....safe this time from the fury of her jumbled mind
Posted on: Wed, 16 Jul 2014 14:37:09 +0000
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