12:06

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Fri, 17 Apr 2020
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Final moments of the Shipping Forecast.  A momentary escape.

An upside-down lock-down scenario.

What constitutes an abusive environment in these authoritarian times?

Something akin to an endless Donald Trump?

A joke, perhaps. 

Was that the punchline? Better wait.

It might be inappropriate to laugh just now.  Embarrassing, even.

We don’t want to appear foolish, do we?

The joke would be on us.

Shown up.

Snarling, given to a nasal whine.

Breaking, emotional and hurt, barely contained.

Notes of injured child who learned to hold back tears.

Come out fighting.  Trusting no one.

“Don’t think I don’t know.  I know everything.  I’m an expert.  There’s nothing I don’t know.”

And other broken claims to aggrandisement.

It’s quiet now.

Dozing on the sofa maybe.  Lips moving.  Thumbs rotating.  

Who will be an enemy?  And who an ally?

The roles alternate, never settling long.

General synopsis.

Abandoned in a pastel corner.  Draped into a fuschia chair.

A bag of bones and piss.  Mouth hanging.  Thumbs rotating.

Running on the fumes of her resentments.

A shouting television in a vacant space.

Channel Light Vessel Automatic: East-Northeast, 22, 1,013, falling.

And we call this life.

Certificate PG
Other
Passed on
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I'm sorry things are so hard for you parson

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks insert. We all go through bad patches at some point. A definite exit plan would help. As would normality on a much bigger scale. I never thought I'd hear myself use these words, but, there are plenty of people much worse off. As there are right now. As there have always been. The danger in that philosophy is that we resign ourselves. The real heroes are the ones who, finding themselves burdened, dedicate themselves to helping those who are worse off. I'm trying to help my mother, of course, but merely fulfilling an obligation whilst trying to protect the dormant bulbs of future (or past) life. Hope you're bearing up under all this weirdness.

Thank you for the cherries. X

Parson Thru