They said I should apologise. But I did not apologise.
Instead I did the same thing again, and again.
And again, for good measure.
I knew I had done the right thing. My conscience was clear. My followers went up.
If I was lucky, I could keep this going forever.
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Notes:
1. Written on September 1st, 2020
2. Slightly amended on September 2nd, 2020
3. Completely forgotten on September 3rd, 2020
Take a strand of hair
a drop of blood
and a pinch of salt
from a long forgotten sea
Mix it together
with a mouthful of milk
a half-remembered dream
and a lifetime or more of misplaced guilt
Drink it down
close your eyes
and try, try, try
not to sleep
It won’t help, of course. Nothing will. But at least the work involved in it’s preparation will keep you busy, and the effort, perhaps, will allow for the projection of some meaning onto a past where there was none, onto whatever horror it is you’re trying to forget.
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Notes:
1. Written on October 14th, 2019
I haven’t been on a bus or a train all year. I never thought I’d miss them, but I miss them
a bit
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Notes:
1. Written on August 23rd, 2020
They delivered the kittens on Thursday. There was a sweetness to their eyes.
By Sunday there was nothing left of me but bones.
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Notes:
1. Written on August 10th, 2020
Here stands a house where untold idiots discussed a calamitous idea, which mercifully was soon forgotten. None now know what was proposed nor would admit it if they did.
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Notes:
1. Written on 12th December, 2019
2. A semi sequel to Tale #86
3. They are both still unmade
4. But one day maybe I will make them
5. And affix them to the walls
6. Of the unsuspecting
7. And undeserving