“Men ought either to be well treated or crushed, because they can avenge themselves of lighter injuries, of more serious ones they cannot; therefore, the injury that is to be done to a man ought to be of such a kind that one does not stand in fear of revenge.” Nicollo Machiavelli, The Prince. 1. … Continue reading White Rabbit
Beatrice sat in the departure lounge. She had allowed herself a soy latte, decaf after she had her vitamin drip. She looked up from her phone, appalled and excited to see if anyone recognised her. No one did. She sent her location and a photograph of her latte to her platforms. These neurotic pronouncements were … Continue reading Beatrice, On Departure
(This came from my bemusement at the calls for a female Bond, when there was the Jolie vehicle Salt, but from there, it became about the interplay between victim and actor and who is who. I hope you enjoy it) 1. My reflection betrayed nothing in the pocket mirror, checking one last check before he … Continue reading The Truth Of His Heart
Is it the years I've lived? Could be they were mostly ugly times, Remembered through the veil Of years, But the calliope music is loud Like God requested the age Be the ridiculousness And even the fervent gather information Present it as evidence Or clutch their pearls in Masked indignation And the clouds gather There … Continue reading Flat Clown World
We will figure this out Turn off the t.v. Look outside See how the wind kisses the Trees And the clouds all gather to gossip Above you Think about the breath you just took Remember you're wonder And suffering Because both sit within you And history will pass And we will laugh at these times.
I'm watching zombie Movies and the phone Pinging with Fits of neuroses Squeezed into strait jackets Not even a silver of moon And everyone goes feral Happy, bland faces Gnawing at people's futures To feed a belly adapted for some notion of justice it is a hunger Bland and cold Relentless and puritan The mob, … Continue reading Zombie Movies