the mystery of the missing brian hall
i slid in the mud–voices on t.v. floated out the window, my owww
an unnoticed howel to the hungry hangnail-moon.
AIM yrs l8ter: OMG WTF EVER HAPPENED 2 BRIAN HALL?
but that night broken glass was embedded in my foot. a long deep cut,
bloody foot gushing on wet blades of grass…he chased me
around the house in circles, we rode out bikes with0ut touching handlebars.
we picked up broken window-shield glass, pretending the shards were priceless diamonds.
we pulled hairs from giant green men, single strands at a time or in chunks connected to roots
and dirt. once i broke a branch off a tiny tree his dad had just planted, i grabbed it
and put my full 60lbs into a swing, landing hand in hand with wrinkled leaf and bending limb.
Hmmm, that was interesting. Looks like somethings will always remain mystery.
I myself has been trying to solve the mystery of this legend for a wile now. Could not understand much though.
Let me know in case you get to understand the mystery of the Old Hound and the Legend
By the way, good writing style. I’d love to read more on similar topics
tanyakhanna
July 8, 2009 at 5:57 am