Smug ran off like a chicken

[hester_prynne]

I stare down words.
High noon like.
Me an smug went at it.
You could hear a pin drop.
Smug blinked first.
Hah! I won.
Man, I felt cool, blowin that
residual smoke out my barrel.
Smug ran off like a chicken.

Other words ain't fun like that.
Take love for one.
Shit, I blinked inside a minute!
Deader than a doornail.
Love didn't seem happy about
my death either.
Strange duel that word.
I keep away from it.
Safer to stick with
words I'm certain to win.

Certain.
Now there's a word worth a staredown.
I mean what kind of word is that?
It means nothin.
So let the drums roll baby!
Take your sides fans!
Stare. stare. stare....
C'mon blink you asshole.
(Shifting positions helps focus sometimes.)

Damn!
This should be over.
I mean,
I was certain this battle,
would be easier than snot!
I can't believe it!
Might end up
bein a tie after all.

[Nazz]

Smug seems an awful lot like smog.

I mean, if we were to listen to the free market gurus
thirty or forty years ago, we might be choking in our own smog.
Well, we cleaned up the air a bit, I guess.
At least we can say that.

[mtmynd]

i enjoyed this Hes'... the free flow, the honest 't' of it, the smooth moves of words jivin' with the third...

very coo'...

[goldenmyst]

Hester, you tie words together into fantastic fantasias of thought and feeling. I dig your jive.

John

[SmileGRL]

nice! (hey, there's that word again ) steel eye or not, some words pack an unexpected punch. love this, hester! i get goosebumps reading stuff like this.

[mudshark]

hm... this was accutally pretty cool.
yummi.

[stilltrucking]

words can't do it justice hester
just fucking brilliant that is all
you knocked my socks off


my gut reaction

smug and certain are all about winning

love is a tie

dam, I know what that is.