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Poetry, poetry

No. 3280

Evasion. By CpSingleton © 2017

Screams can be heard closing in. Those Piercing pustules that pulsate from the past. They echo three times, before being usurped by interior pent up angst. A pure red fog of hot, bitter fury.

Where were the smiles of yesterday? How can the cushion comfort of Thursday be replaced by razor wired thought only a day later?

Four letter words screech into the room next; smashing singing bobbleheads and candy coloured yesteryears.

There’s only one place to be: under the covers. 

It’s dark, stifling and hard to breath there, but, curled foetal, it’s safe.

Or so he’d like to hope.

Once under, with darkness creating starker images behind his eyelids, he sees death. 

Not his own. 

That wouldn’t be allowed. 

He witnesses the diabolical death of all the rest. 

He sees their demise, but it’s his own damnation that he has to endure. Tied to the stocks of his own subjugation, crying out for gentle hands to hush the rotten fruit throwers away. 

Yet, just as he feels the pummelling cease, it’s replaced by rancid past failures within his cocoon. He can’t dodge the flashbacks that shoot out like poisoned picture darts to paralyse his hope. 

Not even flaccid unconsciousness, as he becomes drunk on his own emitted carbon dioxide, can save him from himself. 

He must formulate his own free thought evasion and immediate evacuation. 

He must find the white rabbit and swallow it whole. 

Surely only after such gruesome gobbling of his own gangrenous ghost will he begin to be again.


About Chris42

I am a liar! A maker-uper of stories! If this was the 16 (c) I'd be burned as a witch. Fank goodness it is not, eh?! I have four children: two wonderful girls, a fantastic lad and Leeds United. I have no strict genre. I write children's poetry and stories, to edgy, stronger themes. Up until now I have stored them for my own and my family's viewing. Last year i thought bugger it and starred in several short films. One, Playground, which is on the BBC Film Network, used the monologue that I wrote for the audition. You should've seen the face of the receptionist, of the Manchester hotel, where the audition was being held, as I turned up dressed as the psychopath, Gordon. It got the desired effect! I then moved up to Cumbria and wrote and appeared in several live performances on stage. 2012. A local artist, Kayleigh Richardson, commissioned me to write a poem for her to paint a representation. I sent her, The Rise of the Robot Monkey Army. Kayleigh painted a fantastic piece that blew my mind! From that we are collaborating on the Jacob Bear series of stories. Oh and Two's Company is to published, along with seventeen other Sci Fi short stories as part of a collection. Not a bad start to the, so called, last year of the Earth. Now is the time to show the rest of you. I take my themes wherever i see them, whether in reality or dream-world. I hope you enjoy. If not tell me why. If so tell me why. Many thanks and be safe. So far I have published: Jacob Bear's first Christmas,https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007GK872A (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007GK872A (USA) Jacob Bear Goes to School https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007JD3OKY (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007JD3OKY (USA Jacob's First Words https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007VZWPSC (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007VZWPSC (USA) Space Here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007H96M90 (UK) &http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007H96M90#reader_B007H96M90 The Rise of the Sponge Cake Moon https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007WWZ16M (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007WWZ16M (USA) © Madstoffa, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.


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