The lyrics aren’t mine, they’re from “Just Four Weeks” by The Bad Things, off a CD I acquired at a steampunk fund raiser this last weekend.
I’ve been reading lots of comics lately, as I’ve had to find something to do while I wait for my computer to do various things that are supposed to fix it. This, combined with my almost constant soundtrack of the aforementioned CD, in addition to Molly Lewis’ CD, has led the the inspiration for this story. I wrote it up really quickly before leaving to get MORE comics from the library.
I’d love to have some feedback on it, because I wanted to invoke a particularly grand emotion and didn’t spend much time writing it. Did it work?
Jason Month