It’s Saturday already, and that means “Saturday Centus” over at Jenny Matlock’s “...off on my tangent...” This week we have the usual 100 words with which to write a piece based on the prompt “within the stone,” suggested by my good friend Jeff Campbell, whose blog, “Tennessee Mudbug,” is a favorite of mine.
Here’s my contribution.
The Departure
within the stone cold heart
of an old man lives
leavings of love lost years
of bitterness faint
memories of frozen
scorching blinding anguish
he stands stares afflicted
with gloom melancholy
plagued undone wreaking
revulsion of his wrongs
he raises the knife
to his chest falls on it
black blood oozes through his
shirt spills onto the floor
leaves a pool of rancor
across the squeaky clean
floor of the nursing home
(I must be channeling Edgar Allan Poe. That's my only excuse, cj).
