deep in the quiet night

telephone rang .. loud

we were awakened

venecia's guy .. Mario was in

she got up .. quickly dressed

even though it snowed all nite

she'd rush to go pick him up

two hundred and fifty miles away

In northern colorado .. denver

related she'd be back in ten hours

mountain driving is treacherous

especially in deep snow

ice .. black ice everywhere

viola and I laid back down

fell asleep .. an hour later

a loud truck horn blared

I jumped up to my feet

looked out of a frosted window

rather strange .. the noise was

for we'd only one close neighbor

in the snow covered foothills

of the great rocky mountains

three drunk .. wasted rednecks

were ranting .. cursing up a storm

brandishing pistols in headbeams

it took me a few minutes

to realize the rednecks

had to be looking for viola

then I thought .. oh great

standing .. my back to the wall

first chance I got

crawled through the house

out the wide back door

came walking around the front

shot the headlights out of the truck

the truck's partially missing grille

looked like a jagged tooth monster

i'd also shot up the body and windshield

the three drunk rednecks  jumped in the truck

spinning gravel .. breaking the house windows

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