Tonight, under the light of a million stars, she would put an end to the lies. Once her reason for being, he was now a weight around her neck, draining, wounding, dragging her earthbound.
Too often she allowed the bull to sweeten the pill of bitter excuses. He must have thousands packed away in his cold little heart, and when required, there they’d be, ready. Excuses R Us – just add water - unpack and peddle.
Working late, car broke down, conference away, the wrong kind of air on the tracks. Bull, bull, BULL!
Only she could put an end to it, but what final barb?
His eyes twinkle like the stars, but she must take him by the horns - cast him to dust.
“I want an end to the bull; you tear my heart out, taunt me, trample my love beneath your hooves of infidelity.”
He snorts, paws the earth. She sees more excuses, bitter wounds ready to tumble from his lips. She smiles, lifts her eyes to his, thrusts her sword between his horns, a twist for good measure.“I don't love you anymore.”
He stumbles, falls, dies in the dust.
brutal Mandy brutal! Me likee
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Yup, nice bit of play between imagery and words.
ReplyDeleteVery short, succinct and deliciously sweet.
ReplyDeleteStrong, too. Loved it.
I like this very much too. Having spent the day reading about Greek mythology, it makes me think of Taurus. I agree, great wordplay.
ReplyDeleteI like 'excuses r us'! Good story, I enjoyed reading this x
ReplyDeleteNice! Or rather, nasty!
ReplyDeleteThanks for all your fab comments so far. It warms a gel's heart dontcha know :)
ReplyDeleteThe perfect blend of hurt and indignation. That was great.
ReplyDeleteYes! Kill the bull by the horns!
ReplyDeleteSatisfying read:)