The Laramie Killing

They had, two human beings transported him out to the edge of Laramie, Wyoming. That night. And, after taking his few bucks decided that it would not be enough. They beat the crap and more, much more out of the one whose only crime was to be a homosexual, a perverted animal. And left him there to die, tied to a fence. Yes, he was found, some eighteen hours on, his face a pulp of flesh and fragments of just skin and bones and blood. Much fucking blood. He died of injuries to the arachnoids, one cannot have a single dropp of blood so unaccounted for. Oh yes, the blood, his face was covered, with poofter blood, except for two small tracks that had been made by tears. Yet it had been too late for that. No ears will ever listen to our tears.