The long chase was over: there he stood, in stupid ignorance that the end was nigh - his end. He was still wearing the silly, but sinister, Jack Rabbit mask. I did not need any mask: he did not know me, just my name. Soon the train would stop and he would run off. … Continue reading Quick #VisDare 138
Innocent you ain't But no-one is
The small boat rested on the sand bank, shallow waters rippled by the light wind. She thought of the days spent aboard, alone, the hopes the journey had raised. She was there now, standing immobile as a statue. In a few hours they would be reunited: her hero, his mermaid, as he used to call … Continue reading #VisDare 64: Awash
I know you don't expect me yet, but I'll be with you real fast... And, you know, those jeans pull off easy, and those boots: I am already there, in your small studio, you, naked, me, naked, and the beast, in the street, happy... Those boots are made for riding.
At your feet I lay my weapons, my Lady For in your presence there can only be peace And the silence of your worshippers, Us, the long dead soldiers, Your monks, your slaves, As invincible in death as we were in life...