He Knows

As I think back to that dark time in our community I don’t know if I’d ever seen anyone quite like that (Cinder Girl). We girls thought she had (Lovely Bones). The last time I saw her alive, she was sitting on her porch blowing a (Dandelion Wishing) for a long life.I think she knew that (Before Night Falls) her (Worst Fear) would be realized. The beast from the nether world, who I think directed everything was that (Dog That Wears a Cone). He sat in her side yard staring at her. The locals called him Cujo, he was (By Any Other Name), (The Beast of Our Making). Cujo aside, (That Guy Paul) Cujos’ minion, was one (Bloody Bastard). He was going to involve Cinder in (A Rural Tragedy) of epic proportions. It went down on a (Heavy Slush)y winters’ eve guaranteed not to be a pastoral (Scene On a Road in Winter). I had entered the old abandoned farmhouse on my way home from town. I was cold and my feet were wet from the slush. I sat down in a small room out of the draft. I heard voices outside. Paul endured (The Wait) for his accomplice in the cold. When she arrived he began talking to (The Girl Who Wears the Dragon Tattoo). Then I saw what he had done. (What was I Thinking) (What If) they found me hiding (Inside This Little Room). Paul and the dragon lady were sweaty (Toilers at the Trench), digging frozen dirt in winter is hard work. I heard Paul laugh as he said to “TATS,” this time we’re (Cleaning House)… Was I next? Suddenly, the opportunity for escape from this nightmare arose. Jake the bumbling county snow plow driver unknowingly swung the truck onto the farmstead with its’ halogen lights probing deep (Into Night). He had (Thwarted) their hiding this heinous crime. The sight he illuminated gave me the [That Potent Urge(Gotta Go, Gotta Go Right Now)]. I ran from that house into the night. No one ever knew I was there and since Jake was the only witness the court needed, I never came forward. Jake had never been (My Kind of Apple) because (Jake Sure Loved His Beans). Regardless, Jake unknowingly saved my life that night. I never thought it would happen but over time I’d grown accustomed to the gas. We were married late last fall and as we left the reception I saw Cujo on a nearby hill wearing that ominous cone. I thought to myself as he watched us leave, he knows… Oh God, he knows I was there! *This narrative derived from the titles of one poets work here on the Soup.