Vulture Kind of Man
He was jumping around, waving his arms in the air and making that ugly
sound that a vulture makes when he's excited and focused upon a prey.
I watched him and he watched me. He had that vulture look in his eyes.
And I could smell that vulture smell coming through his clothes from his
body. I felt the ice in his voice and he felt the fear in mine.
The purpose of a vulture is to devour. But he could'nt devour me because
I was already devoured. Never-the-less, the voice of a vulture is always ugly!
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Veröffentlicht auf e-Stories.org am 06.05.2011.