Tin Universe Monthly #16

by Brian C. Williams

remains taken minutes after the last rioter was removed.

  Several rioters slash protestors, all from who is saying it, died within the flames of the fire but most went down from military gunfire and not one police officer fired a shot; so maybe that’s why the Mayor is silent. Right now it looks like the people he sent in went in shooting while the police under fire kept their cool even under threat from automatic weapons being aimed and fired in their direction.

  Nothing has been found of Chris Friday. No remains or clues to his possible whereabouts. He was currently listed as a fugitive at large and on the state’s most wanted list.

  Those who were there within the situation as the first surge of rioters went into the station, they say no one but Sergeant Clark Luke was inside and he had locked himself inside an evidence holding room that would have taken a bomb to break into. It was also the only thing left after the station had burned down. Built to protect evidence no matter what, it ended up saving the Sergeants life.

  Jean hopes she can stick around on her own terms because she would really like to follow up on the Chris Friday story, its aftermath on the community of Billings, and everything else that flows out from what happen. A good reporter has many skills but one of the most important is being able to sense a change in the winds.

  BREAKING NEWS: Texas candidate for governor says the recent policy change when it comes to Beyond Humans by The Republic of Ireland should be seen as a war aggression act…

  BREAKING NEWS: Missouri town is the scene of a strange story of a man who walked into a bank, smiled at the security camera, and then talked the people inside the bank, employees and patrons into helping him rob it…

  BREAKING NEWS: New Jersey mall is evacuated as military moves through it in search of a Beyond Human fugitive…

  SOUNDTRACK TO BAD TV

  The Poetry Of Eve Caesar

  SERIOUS EYES

  The gentleness of your walk,

  The gentleness of your thoughts,

  The fast speed of your chills,

  Why don’t we dress up and waltz,

  Let me see those serious eyes that look right through me,

  How should I behave?

  What would make you happy?

  I will do anything you need,

  As long as you let me be with you in greed for myself,

  Let me see those serious eyes that look right through me,

  LOVE BEATS

  You think it is easy being this,

  Do you think its easy caring for you?

  While you would not even consider me a possibility,

  You cut my heart in two,

  It could not hurt as much,

  I did not want to care for anyone again,

  Because every time I reach out my hand for one,

  I end up not pulling back two,

  Broken and scared forever,

  I don’t want to write love songs,

  Inspired by women by women who never give me a hey you,

  Before you judge me,

  Look in the mirror,

  And see what I see,

  You do not have to think of me again in the morning,

  TEN 2

  I was born the daughter of a coal driving military man of God,

  My father taught me to never forget,

  And mom taught me to forgive without any regret,

  I ant even close to what you think I am,

  All you could get from me is all I have to give,

  No more here by and by,

  Turn look and give me a smile,

  No more just by chance,

  Look not at what I am not,

  Tell me what you really want,

  I want you not just within a love letters lines,

  You can call it wanting just wanting the sex text,

  We are both looking for direction,

  And we could show love tall like a Texan,

  My life is a lonely fit without your power tap,

  I believe in the forest smell that feels me with calmness,

  I believe in the way you tell me I am wrong with just a look and not a care,

  WAY

  I put my pen down to write of heroes of my childhood past,

  Seeing you in every woman’s eyes as I walk down these dangerous streets,

  Not paying attention to what could happen to me,

  I only know of one way,

  Straight forward,

  And to the point,

  This is the feeling I have for you,

  The stars above me are a reminder of the shine within your eyes,

  The strength of the ground reminds me of your strong spirit,

  The food I eat reminds me of the bitter taste of not being with you,

  The couple walking hand to hand reminds me of my fate,

  And the fact that you are not here beside me reminds me of you the most,

  BREAKING NEWS: Apartment complex is burned to the ground when assholes met crazyhole…

  BREAKING NEWS: Mother’s Day party in West Virginia blemished by mother with large knife and enough attitude…

  BREAKING NEWS: Man lost at sea, presumed dead for a year, walks ashore in Vancouver naked, big beard, and holding a sword…

  AUTHOR’S NOTE

  Lesson learned while writing this: That good idea doesn’t always mean right idea.

  My favorite ad for this issue is below,

  And by the way, the baby on the cover and the ads is me:)

  Thanks for reading,

  Brian C. Williams

  hangofwednesday@gmail.com

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