From: kevbob.aLLsPaM@ecsis.net (kevbob)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: tired dog
Date: Mon, 01 Dec 1997 18:17:35 -0500
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a sad, sad day, the shepherd's
crook, strikes the 

sheep, not the wolf.


dissassocited guilt complexities,
more at home with the flame than the extinguisher.
try as he might, the shepherd cries and cries.

the flock is gone,
the flock is gone,
the flock is gone to hell.

his children turned against by himself,
noone else will take the blame.  a lesser
evil than complicity.

a tired dog knows the tricks,
just too worn out to chase the stick,
let alone the disappearing carrot he wishes were real.

border collie, loyal to a fault,
a fault, the fault, the damage is
severe structurally unsound unsafe uninhabitable.

the flock is gone,
_and back_
the flock is gone,
the flock is gone to hell.
the flock is gone,
_and back_
the flock is gone,
the flock is gone to hell.
the flock is gone,
_and back_
the flock is gone,
the flock is gone to hell
to meet their steward,
protector of the holy realm fallen in defeat to his own charges.

the olde dogge knowes defeat,
lolling tounge tastes nothing but, but, but, 
but the hint of 
         fright, 
            of blood, 
            of 
                  WRONG.
                  
prince of valience, nothing
but a crumpled newsprint fantasy
more gawaine than galahad not proud not happy not pious

not not not not not not not not
anything against the skye's blue velveteen curtain
call, places please, the second act is at a close,


the third times the charm.


high above, the shepherd last stands,
the cliff face steep, a descent unnoticed before
to guide his chosen, he too must fall and dirty his white garb.

misplaced idealism, greedy,
clawing, grasping, dirty, sweaty, bloody, tangling
hands of sheep 

pull
 pull
  pull
   pull
   pull
   
   
fallen.

he will PROTECT THE FLOCK.
he is NOT of them, he MUST protect them,
that is the only sane acceptable moral contrite choice.

"don't, you will hurt yourself."
"here, gentle one, let me tend your wounds."
"he will only hurt you."
"how could that happen?"
"take this salve, it will lesson the burn."
"let me help you up."
"did he hit you?"
"ignore them."
"it happens, let me console you."


"again?  Again? AGAIN? AGAIN. Again. again."



NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

never again, never again, 
   never again, never again,
      never again, never again,
         never again, never again,
            never again, never again,
               never again, never again,
                  never again, never again,
                     never again, never again,
                        never again, never again,
                           never again, never again,
                              never again, never again,
                                 never again, never again,
again,
again,
again,
again,

no.

ye olde dog has past away,
greener pastuers in which to play.
the sheperd's crook is broke in half,
a broken lamb it's twin today.


fire is beauty,
            a flock is called,
fire is pain,
            a flock is heard,
fire is pretty,
            a flock is seen,
fire is burning,
            the flock draws near,
fire is stoked,
            the flock is scared,
fire is bright,
            a flock confused,
fire is deadly,
            a flock 
                  follows
                        a shepherd.




the road is long, dusty.
the ridden is tired and 

tired.

walking, stiffly.  ever forward.
dirty and torn, woolen garb frayed.
a whistle for a long gone departed companion.

searching, finding, needing, got it.

walking stick, broken
slaps the cold white slats of a picket fence
as cars race by on the dirty streets of a
new brave dirty cowardly clean world of 

potential.

a noise, growing, 

flames?

yapping, pain, a scream, a howl,

gunfire.

sirens.

horror.

HORROR.

an entire pack is dead.
nice work. efficient.  noting

everything.

wait, one still moves.

a sudden taste for mutton.

the cub is scarred, limping, ugly, in pain.

"here, let me help you.
_again?_
"don't, you will hurt yourself.
_again?_
"here, gentle one, let me tend your wounds.
_again?_
"how could that happen?"
_again?_
"take this salve, it will lesson the burn."
_again?_
"let me help you up."
_again?_
"did they hirt you?"
_again?_
"it happens, let me console you."
_again?_

again?  Again?  AGAIN?

again.
again.
again.

a, a, a,

a 
gain.



" DO YOU WANNA DIE?
" follow me
" DO YOU WANNA DIE?
" for i am a
" DO YOU WANNA DIE?
" shepherd
" DO YOU WANNA DIE?
" of men
" DO YOU WANNA DIE?
" no
" DO YOU WANNA DIE?
" more

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