Everwitch

"i petition
to your hairstyles
not for my own
taste
for i know
i must shut-up
and my
appointed silence is
sett but the
poet h-
e knowes
it is
that if it
be possible
no more Innocent
brides-want-to-be
may be
massacred," she expressed.

She was hunted at a cambodian-insent-scented ballroom where the rhythm of Qadri masterfully sewed distant hearts with a thread of fragile hope and sharp needles of experienced predatory visions.

In her previous life, her last words were a similar quote with variations. She wrote them to a Massachusetts judge.

In this life, she expressed them with a loose dress and an outrageously humble hairundo.

Yes, Mary Eastey has been resurrected in Kuwait City.

Serious Wisdom

Between You & Me
We were fictional characters between the lines of a conversation exchanged by Luminus and Robert Hays. Fictionally, I lied naked next to you, and you insisted that a leg of each - fictionally of course- should be kept warm between the legs of the other. I told you a bed time story. You reached REM before listening to the wisdom of the end.

The End
He shaved like every morning, lit his pipe and grabbed his mug, rocking his chair at the front porch. Out of the blue,......................................*6erbaaaaaaaaaaaakh* rumbling assassinated the rapture of the morning. He kept rocking his chair and said:

Wisdom
“This country is going down.”