1706 East Houston Street
I freeze...
sound of gunfire
goes off in my house..
my mind starts racing,
while my body stands still...
a deathlike calm,
I listen for movement...
now out of nowhere,
there he stands
with another mans face...
stopped dead in my tracks,
I speak not a word...
I move not a limb,
my eyes do not leave his...
he sits waiving his gun,
I sit silently waiting...
his eyes close
as he begins to snore,
I remain motionless...
I know I'm his hostage..
and I know,
he knows it...
sound of gunfire
goes off in my house..
my mind starts racing,
while my body stands still...
a deathlike calm,
I listen for movement...
now out of nowhere,
there he stands
with another mans face...
stopped dead in my tracks,
I speak not a word...
I move not a limb,
my eyes do not leave his...
he sits waiving his gun,
I sit silently waiting...
his eyes close
as he begins to snore,
I remain motionless...
I know I'm his hostage..
and I know,
he knows it...
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