Ransom

I'm being held hostage
Against my own fear
Of last hopes
Please leave
The girl of my dreams
In a small piece of clothing
On top of a bear skin rug
In front of a crackling fire
In a cabin somewhere
Far from civilization




P.s not a real bear skin rug
That's cruel.

Bob Jenkens

I've always told myself if the end of the world seemed eminent. I would just go hide out with a woman and die with a smile on my face. Back to work tomorrow.