They hear footsteps come down

stone stairs with omnipotent echo.

They turn their necks and await.

Momentarily Cardamax, in purple

gown, appears beyond iron bars

with a sinister smile of sharp teeth.

He brings his prisoners some food,

a few figs each garnished with nice

white roses, thorny stems and all.

"Keep your sweet dreams away and

save them for another life... You

and you," he said pointing to them,

"no longer have a choice or strife.

Relinquish your will, Girl, to me...

Tis the single thing that shall be."


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SSmoothie's picture

I have nightmares about such

I have nightmares about such things... I love the set up. A unique eloquent blend of words that had me slow down the read to savour... you have a certain je  ne sais quoi... I really like it.

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

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Je Ne Sais Quoi

A gypsy girl once told me the same thing in a hotel parking lot.