The following comes from one of the stoneyjones.com editors, it is a bit on the creepy side which is why I like it, plus, it is random which we all know Stoney Jones = total randomness. Enjoy!
"Hey You (part II)"
The early morning mist began to disappear beneath his fingers,
Slowly making his exit from the woods, his conscience lingers,
If a tree does in fact fall in a forest and no one is around,
Is it truly more than a possibility for it to make a sound?
Fourteen long and lonely days and nights spent out here,
Waiting & listening to each and every noise he could hear,
On that last night he did not hear a single tree fall,
Instead he heard something he just couldn't recall,
The last he remembered he was watching moonbeams,
Heavy darkness makes things more than they seem,
Could it have been the quiet days had made him go mad?
Or was he forgetting all of the things he once had?
Then a small twig snapped below his frost-bitten feet,
When he looked up, he saw a figure which he decided to greet,
The stranger was a man without a face or a name,
Only but a shadow with no place from where he came.
No words would he echo below those snow covered pine trees,
When out of nowhere, he turned into a million bees,
Then the stranger was gone and the bees out of sight,
Leaving our friend all to himself in the black of the night.
At that it was done and it was time to go home,
No more waiting and wishing for places to roam,
From this point on, his life would be as full as it could get,
As he would forever remember the stranger
and the night that they met.
