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Click hereSome say my end will be a gun,
some say with a knife.
When last I heard "Cy's found us, Hon!,"
it was a blade took my life.
Yes, it's true I perished once,
but then the cutest EMT
whose fun bags were miraculous,
Hallelujah! brought me back
despite the blood that I had splat,
and though it seems like arrogance,
I swear, I swear, it is a fact
she smiled when she unzipped my pants.
So if I had to perish twice
I wouldn't want the big guy sliced.
Trigger-happy angry Cy's
not so great
but would suffice.
I doubt you took the latter for inspiration, but it reminded me of her style, fluid comedy something Frost was sorely lacking. nice work, as always.
Also, I don't know what story you're referring to? The only Cy's I can think of our from Deadwood, Major League Baseball and a google search pulls up a stabbing from Wichita.
Angie,
The rhyme, if not the near rhyme, I thought would be consistent with the Frost poem. The non-rhyme in the 2nd stanza, I'm afraid, was a hasty mistake. It should have been "rescued me."
of homage to Fire and Ice and that really distressing story in the news. I would love to understand how you choose rhyme and near rhyme and why you choose to go off the beat where you do. And you used "fun bags" in a way that didn't make me want to run shrieking from your poem! Also the poem is really cohesive in that you sustain both the narrative and the Frost-ness to the end. Just a great read, so thank you.