when it came to hanging hour

she told him she’d
stop by at 3
she needed him
for hanging
at 2:00 his knees
were banging
at 2:15 his palms
were wet
at half-past he was
bathed in sweat
when she got back
she gave a call
and found him
curled up in a ball
when it came
to hanging hour
in his cowardice
he cowered
i guess he didn’t
the kind of hanging
she had planned



© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by Dmitry Arslanov,  courtesy unsplash.com
created for the Daily prompt – cowardice

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