Alone

X leaned back and stretched his arms over his head. This caused some shouting in the distance. The sound carried well over the water and mingled with the call of the birds and the dull bell sounds of the rigging against the mast. He opened a cold beer and wondered if it would be his last. The beer slid down his throat with a cold burn. His crime was he just wanted to be left alone. This desire had taken him from his house in town to a cabin in the woods and now on a small sailboat in the middle of Bass Lake. The Law said he had to pay. Pay for things that the Law doesn't own. Said he has to pay to register his boat, said he has to pay to fish. Said he has to pay to anchor. The Law said they didn't have to explain why. X liked to think about standing in the center of a Law Library with a big sign that says "Show Me Where It Says I'm Free" He knows Freedom is the big Lie. He can prove it by all the boats that surround him and all the guns pointed at him. Now they want to take his boat and jail him. The boat does not belong to them and neither does he. His religion is being left alone but they slowly creep closer to him with their deadly force. He pulls out his revolver and points it at his heart. Perhaps the grave will give him peace, let him distance himself from the angry noise. A shot if fired but it's not from his gun. The bullet flies true and slams into his head just above the ear. The damage is catastrophic as it explodes in his brain. All his memories shatter like glass as his body falls. In the end, even his life was not his own. Because to take your own life is against the Law.