Translucent Epiphany
Translucent Epiphany
‘Kismet’ he thought ‘What nonsense please smooch my elbow for real’
He had no time for Karma as things are what they are without coincidence
Only believed in solutions for problems and none of that psychic garble
No slips of compunction no Higher Power no confidence in contemplation
When he tripped his fuse on life’s vagaries and fell down an obvious sinkhole
He stumbled hit rock bottom and fractured his Ego and arm in so many places
She threw him a rope made of silken dreams woven with innocent thread for his
Veiled blinkers to disentangle when her Kiss Met his virginal lips through the light
04th July 2018
8 lines of Fate contest
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