With New Love, There`s Old Flames!
With New Love, There`s Old Flames…
– By Baron Mynd
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She sang from the soul, with a voice that commanded control ..
.. and candidly strolled the stages circumference with an ambient glow.
Revelling in her glamorous role, as he seethed in the corner ..
.. watching her smile beam with the aura of a seasoned performer.
His hatred grew, as he waited through her ‘tasteless slew of grating Blues’ ..
.. Applause erupted, straight on cue, and he opted to make his move ..
***
Knowing it would take a few minutes before the curtain would fall,
He made an uncertain withdrawal…
…to backstage where he started searching the halls,
His hands fervidly toured the burgundy walls as his quest ensued ..
.. before it halted him like a pointed gun -
Her dressing room!
***
The sequestered brute rests his huge fingers on the handle’s brow ..
.. and her clicking heels rang aloud as she ambled down in her spangled gown.
With no time to hang around…
…this stark recluse, threw himself in the darkened room
Poor Cassandra had no idea what she was about to embark into ..
***
Slowly, she entered.
She ventured a brief sense of relief as she pondered the Saturday ..
.. whilst discarding the auburn hairpiece she’d donned for the cabaret,
The thankful throngs at the matinee had brought tears to her eyes ..
.. When suddenly-
A tall figure near to her right, gave her a fearful surprise!
He covered her mouth with his palm,
Remaining resoundingly calm ..
.. as he grabbed for her neck, pulled out a knife, and savagely stabbed her to death.
This is from the RSTL this week, my opponent no-showed, lemme know what you think!
Peace.