crisp, Shasta daisies
strands of black, freshwater pearls —
you cheated again?
It isn’t so bad, considering. There is a sink, a wobbly wooden table, a cot and even a bathroom.
The location is perfect: off a seldom-traveled path, hidden by monstrous, gnarled oak trees.
Every day, Those People bring me food and water. Sometimes, The Man comes alone. I don’t like what he makes me do.
Once, The Man surprised me with a pair of pretty-pink shoes, (“just to look at, though”), since I’d “done good.”
I hate being shackled, but the chains were long and allowed me to walk almost to the doorway—
This week’s writing prompt at 3LineTales is the image below.
Niles was damned sick and tired of looking at Liam’s butt swishing back & forth. Wherever they went, Liam got to lead the way while Niles brought up the rear like some kind of disciple. Even though the uniforms were cool and it was a great way to meet girls, Niles decided that this would be the last time he’d be playing “soldier dudes” with Liam.