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Remains of the Day

Remains of the Day Sometimes one has to fail: or live with a constant search for a something-someone-somewhere. Then fail. Or take more years dreaming of that old flame or the new hottie you espyed in the bookshop. Sometimes we get at least something before killing it in the sad eyes of your backladder. Or Blackadder. My snake coils through my belly hissing tongue to tail tumbling under my gutteral vertabrae. The time is here. Of black-clad orphans singing into darkness moon shadow where I kiss the lips and mouth of love found; if not for good but for now. NightDark Witch-her title or the more casual Vampiress- Morgana. She/It meets most of my requirements minus a few unimportant items. Shattering glass with those poisonous green pupils she spooks me and I know it’s deliberate. Only having met her through the window her whispers caress my neck and I feel my throat being held. Really tightly. ‘Hail oh dear Lord you are doomed I will stalk you til your very heady death! Wait your time oh fearful yes fearful not fearless nobody’s friend!’ Chandeliers crash thrashing onto the floorboards opening her entrance the formidable one. We stalk stumbling through the grounds of the church blood-red sunset stays and shadows with lights on my body. She’s a Goddess as well. Coming for the circle of life and me. I’m tied up and stranded. Come hither my mistress! Holler into the night..as the light remains. Falling star landing in Texas. Missed us by a second. I rest my head on twigs bound like a sack. Waking up to her kiss and the first bird call who is received by a lover’s coo. A deer runs past the lake. It’s morning in underground hellfire. Hell here or be free over there! Quick make minds up two minutes before choking time. I shall never believe in one other’s charms. Go forth with your dogma. I fly out onto roofs swooping across grand hills tree-topped inner forestland I perch.

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