while the story crashes

he woke up
like every day
early to go to work
sun just rissen
behind the ever so boring
suburbs of his town

he opened the curtains
and felt the warm ray's of sun
as well as the 2 day beard
mumbling his morning moans

the news came in with the paper
and on the front page
his horrid dream
reality just fell apart

his toast crumbled between his fingers
as he read the news
in disbelieve he turned to the tube
would it display the same
the grose truth ?

disapointed
disillusioned
he threw away his remote
spilled his coffee in the proces
hot damping PJ's
burning sensation on his legs

he went to the bathroom
totally devastated
broken
by the news and coffee

few minutes later
and a change of clothing
he had one more look
no the tv was irreparable
yet the paper
smeared with coffee and crums
still displayed the news
the horrid news
the awefull headlines

he looked at the clock
yes this was the time
this is the time to go
to work
still well before the mad
morning rush hour
he stepped outside
the wrong way
not to his car
nor the parkinglot

he walked
a little strange
yet refreshing
in the early morning sun
and the wet grass
next to the road
that leads to nowhere
well to the city ring

at the crossing where the ring meets the suburbs
he strayed
walked right across the raod
and over the center of the crossing
there his path was crossed
by a news paper
probably thrown away by the lazy paperboy
who had no dicipline
and dumped half his load

but as the paper embrased his leg
and he bent to get it off
he saw it again
the horrid news

he hated the news today
angry he tore it off his leg
threw it away
and he noticed
it bounced back
followed it with his eyes
totaly ignoring
the bus that bounced the paper back
and was about to bounce him

he never knew what hit him
if it was not
for the headlines

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