ADVENTURES OF THE SPECK 4
ON THE BIG BAD BOULEVARD PLAYING DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS
A CHAPTER IN THREE PARTS
PART ONE
THE BIG BAD BOULEVARD
THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONCERN
I SAY TO THE GOOD PEOPLE
BUT IM A FULLY FUNCTIONING ADULT LITTLE PERSON
IM GOING HOME FROM WORK
I WAVE GOODBYE TO THEM
THEY HESITATE
PARALYZED BY CONCERN
THEN THEY TURN AND GO BACK TO THEIR BUSINESS
THERE ARE SO MANY GOOD PEOPLE
EVEN HERE IN THE WORST PART OF TOWN
THE GOOD PEOPLE
THEY RISK THEMSELVES
AND COME OUT OF HIDING FOR ME
ITS MY SMALLNESS THAT DRAWS THEM OUT
MY NAME IS TATE TYNEE
AKA THE SPECK
I WIELD THE FREAKISH ABILITY TO SHRINK IN SIZE
RIGHT NOW
I AM SHRUNK TO THE SIZE OF A CHILD
A LITTLE OVER THREE FEET TALL
MY WHITE HAIR IS CONCEALED BY A RED CAP
A LA HOLDEN CAULFIELD
TO MOST
I LOOK LIKE A LOST KID
ON THE BIG BAD BOULEVARD
FROM MOST
MY LOST KIDNESS BRINGS OUT PROTECTIVE
PARENTAL INSTINCTS
THERE ARE SO MANY GOOD PEOPLE
MY KIND OF PEOPLE
THEY APPROACH ME WITH THEIR COURAGE AND CONCERN
IT FILLS ME UP WITH THE STRENGTH
TO CARRY OUT TONIGHTS DARK TASK
UNFORTUNATELY
TONIGHTS TASK IS NOT TO FIND GOOD PEOPLE
IM OUT HERE ON THE BIG BAD BOULEVARD
PLAYING DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS
SPECK STYLE
LIKE I SAID
IM CHILD SIZED RIGHT NOW
MY SPECK STUFF
WHITE LAB COAT HELMET JACKET
THEYRE IN MY RED BACKPACK
MATCHING MY RED PACK AND CAP
IS MY RED T SHIRT
ON IT IS MY LOGO
THE LOGO LOOKS LIKE AN S SHAPED EXCLAMATION MARK
UPON CLOSER INSPECTION
IT ALSO LOOKS LIKE A MAN SHRINKING TO THE SIZE OF A
SPECK
ILL POST A PICTURE
IM ALL DRESSED IN RED
FOR TONIGHT
I AM BAIT
AS RED AS RAW MEAT
CHILD SIZED
I WALK AMONG THE PROSTITUTES AND PIMPS
ADDICTS AND DEALERS
AND THESE ARE THE GOOD PEOPLE
CURSED WITH HARD LUCK AND HARD TIMES
STILL
SOMETHING IN SOME OF THEM
MANAGES TO SHINE AND REACH OUT
AS I WALK BY
LIKE I GIVE AN S ABOUT ENDING SENTENCES WITH PREPOSITIONS
YO
IM NOT EVEN USING PUNCTUATION
CRY TO YOUR ENGLISH PROFESSOR
I WEAVE IN AND OUT
OF POPULATED AND UNPOPULATED AREAS
IN BRIGHTER PEOPLED PLACES
I SHOW MYSELF
DROP MY SCENT
THEN I HEAD INTO DARK EMPTY SPACES
FAR FROM THE HERD
OFFERING OPPURTUNITY
HOPING SOMEONE IS CHASING THE LURE
TAKING THE BAIT
WHEN WILL IT HAPPEN
HOPEFULLY SOONER THAN LATER
WOULD LIKE TO RETAIN AS MUCH ENERGY AS POSSIBLE
FOR THE TASK AHEAD
AND NOT WASTE IT ON WALKING
DIMINUTIVE
I TREAD INTO DARK ALLEYS
DEEP DEAD ENDS
CREEPY CORNERS
THERE
PARKED IN THE DARK
IS A DECREPIT LOOKING VAN
ALL PRIMER AND GRIME
IS IT INHABITED OR ABANDONED
IS IT A STEEL NEST OF EVIL
IT CERTAINLY IS A SERIAL CRIMINAL CLICHE
I APPROACH THE VEHICLE
KNOCK ON ITS DENTED DOOR
KNOCK HARD
KNOCK LONG
NO RESPONSE
SO I START KNOCKING A DRUM SOLO
ON THE RUSTED WRECK
DOOR IS MY BASS
REARVIEW IS MY SNARE
DOOR DOOR REAR
DOOR DOOR REAR
DOOR DOOR REAR REAR
DOOR DOOR REAR
THEN I SPY HIM IN THE CORNER OF MY EYE
HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN STALKING ME
HIS HEADLIGHTS ARE OFF
HIS ENGINE BARELY AUDIBLE
BEWARE SPECK BEWARE
THE QUIET ONES ARE MORE LETHAL
THAN TEN NOISY ONES
I TURN FROM THE DECREPIT VAN
AND WALK DEEPER INTO DARKNESS
I BARELY HEAR HIS CAR DOOR OPEN
IM READY FOR YOU I WHISPER
AS THE SHADOWS CONSUME ME
HE IS WALKING BEHIND ME
ADRENALINE JOLTS THROUGH MY BODY
MY HANDS SHAKE WITH FEAR AND FURY
I PLACE THEM IN MY POCKETS
HIS FOOTFALLS ARE AS QUIET AS A CATS
I HUNCH OVER AND SHAKE PRETENDING IM COLD
PRETENDING IM SMALL AND HELPLESS
PREP FOR GUN KNIFE ATTACK
HE SWOOPS DOWN ON ME
AND I AM IN HIS CLAWS
ALL I CAN THINK IS
THROW ME IN THE TRUNK A HOLE
I DONT WANT TO HEAR YOUR SHT
HIS GRIP IS STRONG
HIS BELLY PLUSH
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU DONE THIS I THINK
WAS IT YOU I THINK
AND THE FURY ALMOST TAKES ME
MAKES ME WANT TO EXPAND AND SLAM HIM DOWN RIGHT THERE
IT TAKES EVERYTHING IN ME
TO RELAX AND REMAIN A RAG DOLL IN HIS GRIP
HE CARRIES ME BACK TO HIS CAR
HIS GLOVED CLAW OVER MY MOUTH
HIS LONG COAT FLAPPING
THE BILL OF HIS CAP LOOKING LIKE SOME PREDATORY BEAK
HE IS OILY AND CUNNING
DOESNT WANT A KID YELLING SCREAMING
BEATING ON THE WINDOWS OF HIS CAR
MAKING A SCENE DRAWING ATTENTION
I AM SWALLOWED WHOLE
INTO THE TRUNK OF HIS CAR
THE TRUNK DOOR CRUNCHES DOWN
AND WE SOAR OFF AND AWAY FROM
THE BIG BAD BOULEVARD
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