The Bandit

In the shadows he stood; the most notorious bandit of the West. As I entered the motel, his eyes met mine. I looked around, the streets were empty. I walked on, slowly. His hand fell on my shoulder. I prayed he wouldn’t shoot. His deep voice echoed in the stairway.

“Can I borrow your lighter?”

Shared at Friday Flash 55, inspired by image given for Thursday Tales

Image © ~hidlight at DeviantArt

© Leo 20/05/2011

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

42 thoughts on “The Bandit”

  1. That bastard obviously doesn’t know the price of butane!!!
    Leo…I’m so glad you’ve decided to join the Friday Funfest, us Guys were getting outnumbered.
    Very noirish 55 My Friend.
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

    • @ G-man,

      LOL! 😀 Thats so true.
      Glad to have joined, hope more guys join in the fun too. Have a fun weekend too.
      Btw, is it necessary I’ve to put my 55er on Friday itself?? Forgot to ask 🙂

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