When the Indians Returned


The train was travelling at maximum speed

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The passengers in my carriage

Were feeling a little uncomfortable

Tap

From behind the false wall

Hiding the WC

There was a tapping

Tap

Tap

Tap

Tap

Tap

People began to get nervous

 I think there is going to be an ATTACK by Red Indians

I have heard this tapping before

Only the uncoordinated remained calm

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The train was slowing DOWN

I could smell the brakes as it did so

An arrow pierced the nearside window

And killed TWO strangers

Who happened to be sitting together

At least they died in sequence

I love happy endings

I lowered my RIFLE and shot two Red Indians

Who fell from their horses

One had been singing

Sunday afternoons are without heroes

An albino was speaking to me

The train WAS REDUCING ITS SPEED

I could smell the brake fluid

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Will you be a hero?

Trains always have heroes

But I am not a hero

The blond is always the hero

I looked at my reflection in the carriage window

Blond with a well DEFINED JAW

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What a lean MOTHERFUCKER I was

But I was no hero

The albino looked at me

My mother came from an island

You are a hero in my eyes

IN THE DRIVERS CAB THE ILLUMINATED DIAL

Confirmed the speed we were travelling at

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All stories end at this speed

STOP

 

 


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