Day: April 7, 2024

Coming in my direction

I’m waiting for it to hit me.

It’s far away but it’s coming

It’s a dagger with a sharp point

Thrown by some errand angel

It’s a flat pebble thrown by a fisherman

It’s a stiletto heel broken off someone’s shoe

It’s flying through the air and its destiny is my heart.

When it hits me….. the shock will be unmeasurable.

Don’t go don’t go I can’t believe you’re going to go.

Now they say you’ve gone but it was only in a text message there was no phone call.

Someone far away fired a shot

The bullet’s not found me yet but it’s got all the technology needed to find it’s true destination

So I’m like a dead Man walking

It must have hit me already but I haven’t felt it yet but one day this numbness will wear off

You see I’m dead already but my legs keep moving my hands still floating in the air

Still breathing and then the slow collapse

It was only a few minutes but it seems like hours,.

Then I’ll be with her again

I knew she would die but why did she have to shoot me right at the end like that?

The world itself has cracks across

Infinite the drop between one step and the next.

Is it better not to look down?

We can’t control everything.

There’s a crack,a smack a loud thwack.

It was just me passing

Emile goes to the corner shop

Mary had ordered all of her groceries but she forgot to put tea on the list So she sent Emile to the corner shop with a note tied to his collar
Please give the bearer your best tea.
Emile went off and managed to get into the shop after some children who were getting sweets with their pocket money or debit cards
He went up to the counter and mewed, Mother has sent you a note.
One of the children laughed
Is your mother a girlfriend of Mr. Kumar?
No, she is not, Emile growled with a loud throbbing voice
Mr. Kumar led Emile behind the counter into his living room and spoke to his wife
She asked Emile to sit down as she went into the kitchen and poured him some tea from her China teapot
.Do you want it on a saucer, she enquired thoughtfully?
Yes, please, said Emile. This is very kind.
He leaped onto the rug and began sipping the Ceylon tea. This makes a change, he murmured.
I didn’t know you could just walk in and get free tea!
After a few minutes, the shop door crashed open and he heard Mary’s voice
Oh, Mr. Kumar, I am so stupid. I sent Emile out to buy some Twinings tea and he has not come home! What shall we do? She started crying and dabbing her eyes with Stan’s hanky.
Come through, he whispered politely. Do not weep, dear. All is well
Mary came in and saw Emile drinking his tea and winking at Mrs. Kumar.
Emile, you stupid cat. I was going crazy worrying.I’ll strangle you!
Is it my fault, he replied. I only gave them that note you sent.
But is it not obvious what I intended? she said plaintively
These days you never know, the cat muttered. I try to be obedient as far as I can.
Mrs. Kumar came out and gave Mary a cup of tea.
Sit down, dear. Worry is so bad for you. Why did you not phone us?
Since it was just a packet of tea I thought Emile could carry it. He is very intelligent normally.
Yes, I am, thought Emile as he looked at Maisie, the Kumar’s lovely cat who was asleep on a chair.
I wonder if I can wake her up, he asked himself.
Does she drink tea?
Would she like to start a family? It’s not too late for me to become a parent.
Maisie opened her eyes
What’s that cat doing here?
I only came for the tea, Emile told her. But you look very beautiful. Shall we meet tonight
I’m washing my fur, she told him with a smile
How about tomorrow?
Have you got a phone?
No, he said, I’ll just caterwaul at dusk and if you are free I’ll be under the red maple tree waiting for you
Good grief thought Mary.
This cat is very cunning. Just one chance and he is making the most of it.
Mr. Kumar gave her some tea and she wandered home in a daze after asking them for a drink on Sunday.
My social life is looking up but there’s no-one who will hug me. If only Emile were bigger!
His legs are too short!I should get a donkey instead