Another Saturday, another Stream of Consciousness, this one inspired by Linda G Hill’s prompt for the week;
” “four-letter word.” Use any four-letter word as your theme.”
Hmmm…
Four letter tragedy.
Adam, when Mark came upon that poor chap, wore huge grin over face, then bark, clap like seal.
Jane, lady from York, just sent Adam mail, said she’d drop over here soon, make love, cook meal.
Lady came over here, grin also wide, Mark open door, look back, Adam gone.
Sees note; “Gone down food shop, need milk, back soon”
Mark gave Lady wink, Lady grin wide once more, Mark pull lady hand, then shut open door.
When Adam came home, with milk, rice, oats, eggs,
Lady plus Mark were hard, damp, open legs.
Adam made fist, then with cold rage hits Mark,
Mark puts hand over nose then runs away into dark.
Lady know very well, from Adam, what must come next.
Adam grab Jane slim neck with both hand, then just flex.
Lady body goes limp then Jane sees only dark grey,
When life slip down plug hole, true love runs away.
#SoCS
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Glazed
August 29, 2015 at 15:51
Good post. This post tell tale well.
dalecooper57
August 29, 2015 at 15:55
Much glad that seem like your feel.
domingosaurus
August 29, 2015 at 23:46
Cool!
LindaGHill
August 30, 2015 at 03:23
“When life slip down plug hole, true love runs away.”
Love that last line. Papa (mine) sang song ’bout baby down plug hole. Good look back.
Tale well done, Dale!
dalecooper57
August 30, 2015 at 11:23
Like also been mine.
Keith Channing
August 30, 2015 at 08:46
Very well done, Dale!