Diner!

Apart from the diner sign flashing on then off

all seemed the same as the sheriff

got out of his new patrol car for his breakfast

thought it quiet his gut twitching

not for food but always alerted him to a threat

it had never let him down yet!

 

Most of the vehicles he recognised as regulars

but old Tozer the owners dog

was not barking at anybody coming into park

on the radio tried to be discreet

in contacting for backup knew he should wait

the situation did not want to aggravate!

 

Unusual but could not get through to his office

his gut twisted even tighter

quietly released his shotgun from its mounting

would have to go in all alone

taking small steps headed for the rear entrance

strongly sensed a presence!

 

Rear door was open stepped over the threshold

expecting to find anything

nobody in the kitchen afraid to breathe explored

though it was a total mess

through to seated area uneasy could smell coffee

charred bacon but bodies could not see!

 

Food crockery and furniture strewn over the floor

as if it had been violently thrown

but the mirror behind the counter was undamaged

so were the panoramic main windows

knew he would have normally at this hour been here

but was delayed as on the road a stray steer!

 

Pondering what had caused this major crime scene

the radio crackled his heart jumped

it was the desk sergeant to inform him of a sighting

of a UFO in his present location

then communications gone once more frustrated

went back outside becoming agitated!

 

Looked upwards it was clear then heard the dog yelp

there was a large trailer close by

where the owner lived ran to the distressing sound

there the animal lay cowering

its neck bleeding from tugging at the choker chain

petrified so pitiful and inhumane!

 

Where the animal was gazing he could see an object

shimmering blinding him in the sunlight

raising his weapon started towards the silvery shape

knew its must be what had been reported

a hum was noticeable his head seemed to explode

found himself in the craft mind on overload!

 

At that moment the desert ambience was shaken

by sirens of a police convoy

that soon arriving at the diners remote location

circling it greeted by silence

just as the sheriff had discovered it damaged

as if somebody the place rampaged!

 

Found the dog to whimpering staring at something

close by a discarded shotgun

unusual markings where an object had landed

standing unsure at what to do

when several unmarked helicopters descended

at that contact their involvement ended!

 

They were politely asked to leave now in military

jurisdiction escorted from the scene

could only be bystanders left to speculate the cause

their colleague another victim

how far did the veracity go in this massive deceit

very soon head to head they would meet!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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Decision!

Out of breath he staggered to the edge

not realising the sheer drop

in turmoil uncertain of what to do next

he sensed the men were close

it was meant to be a short break away

sounds here he could not stay!

 

Nowhere to run made an instant decision

there was a river far below

so jumped that was how desperate he felt

better to die than be captured

time seemed to stop closed his eyes tight

hit water adding to the plight!

 

A fast flowing river pulled him underneath

choking trying to breathe

keeping his head above water stayed afloat

until the current eased

to the rocky bank weak managed to crawl

in a muddy pool did sprawl!

 

The rest was short he could hear the dogs

an awful emotion terror

he had only asked them being lost the way

from a friendly request

they suddenly tried to drag him from his car

drove away did not get far!

 

Their shotgun pellets smashed into the glass

then bursts the rear tyres

now out of control swerved into a nearby tree

instinct gave him flight

the adrenaline gave him the strength to run

but began to feel he was done!

 

Somehow managed to stand and slowly walk

realised the pain in his arm

this was what kept him going he was the prey

for some crazy hunters today

almost crawling up and over the crest of a hill

with all his being did he will!

 

Could see a road some distance down below

a steep slope the barrier

men and hounds were closing in a shot fired

if it was his end it had to be

forcing himself over he started to roll faster

of his destiny no longer master!

 

Agony had permeated his body to weak to cry

he lay broken in a ditch

through blurred vision saw a lorry approaching

no longer caring if he existed

losing consciousness never saw the vehicle stop

nor hunters observing from the top!

 

Several days later awoke in an intensive care ward

relived he was at last safe

until he saw one of the hunters sitting by the bed

dressed in a sheriffs uniform

his uninjured arm in a handcuff clipped to a side rail

had he reached the end of the trail!

 

Petrified at the situation what was happening to him?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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