The Devil or the Deep Blue Sea

Arctic

So it’s down to Babs or Lorraine.

Oh, God what a choice, Lorraine makes a drama out of opening a tea bag. When she isn’t crying enough to bury an abandonment of orphans, she up for the most irritating-and-inappropriate-loud-laugh Oscar.

Well, at least she is fun, Babs is…is just Arctic.

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Which Engagement?

I want Elephants and roses
at my engagement.
Your first maybe, your fifth no.

A Modern Girl

A Postcrossing
-->story for Vesna in Croatia
Marie's pitch was opera perfect. Her high C cracked Champagne flutes.
One lover begged her to star in Madam Butterfly at La Scala whist another wanted her covered only with red roses to sing in his bed
Marie being a modern sort of girl, took up rock and roll instead

A Clash of Truths

Spiral

We will know our final destiny when the last human sits shivering under the dead black sky.

Stop, I must object to this monstrous portrayal of a one-road time. We have known for centuries that this is false science; time is a spiral of birth, sustenance and destruction.

I disagree.

Mummy's Love You Forever

Chance

Screech...bang...swoosh.

I am Death, the reaper of souls.

So here, at last and look at you a bag of bones; the slut's too busy to feed you or give me grandchildren. Thank God, I am here now.

Er...Death dude any chance of dropping me off somewhere, anywhere.

MORRIS, COME BACK

A Broken Promise

Temperate

For me it was my son’s birthday. We had agreed mackerel line fishing off the north Cornwall coast. Instead, I went off binge drinking and woke up in a field. Back home seeing his silent face made me take the pledge and I have been temperate for 10 years now.

Ancient Hymn

I remember what

I remember what we did
Oh tell us ancient one
We made the land barren

I remember why we did
Oh tell us ancient one
We made water blister

I remember when we did
Oh tell us ancient one
We took the breath from air

Oh, ancient ones suffer us