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Saturday, December 5, 2015

2 Reasons

There are two reasons why I love you,
one why I don't.

1. The things you say. You're a silver-tongued devil, such a testament talker.

2. The sight of you spills me, inside of myself. I overbalance, warmly.

And the other?

1. Someone killed us both, but we got up again, hipsway walkers--

One proud, one guilty.
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A flash 55 for the cauldron of the fearsome and powerfully magical Hedgewitch at Real Toads.
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21 comments:

  1. Gillena CoxDecember 5, 2015 at 7:11 PM

    very interesting

    much love...

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  2. AnonymousDecember 5, 2015 at 7:57 PM

    love that second reason! 😉

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyDecember 5, 2015 at 8:45 PM

    Yes, I like that second reason best, too. Also "hipsway walkers".

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  4. AnonymousDecember 5, 2015 at 11:03 PM

    Quite a twosome!

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  5. brudbergDecember 6, 2015 at 2:41 AM

    Yes guilt can do that.

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  6. grapelingDecember 6, 2015 at 2:47 AM

    no one gives voice like you, Shay ~

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  7. hedgewitchDecember 6, 2015 at 6:51 AM

    Again you do with 55 words what others can't do with 5500. Love is first of all about affinity, and attraction about the compulsion of opposites to know each other however briefly or incompletely, in that dance. Here you make the convoluted tangle straight and simple, boiled down to that one last phrase...seems to me your own cauldron is simmering along nicely.

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  8. kaykualaDecember 6, 2015 at 9:40 AM

    A good-looking talker will always triumph. The degree of influence makes the difference.

    Hank

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  9. OutlawyerDecember 6, 2015 at 10:40 AM

    A real short story here--short and not so sweet, yet also sweet. Thanks. k.

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  10. Maude LynnDecember 6, 2015 at 11:41 AM

    Oh, I love this! Every word. Every word.

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  11. Other MaryDecember 6, 2015 at 11:46 AM

    Love it! This is sort of like Thelma and Louise and Walking Dead all rolled up in one, and yet completely not.

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  12. ✿December 6, 2015 at 6:39 PM

    Damn, Shay. I have so many things to say about this piece. But you know I'm all about brevity. So ... right on. I think her shirt adds a lot to the story.

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  13. Sioux RoslawskiDecember 6, 2015 at 9:37 PM

    "The sight of you spills me..." is lovely.

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  14. MarianDecember 7, 2015 at 6:37 AM

    Gotta watch out for those testament talkers.

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  15. Buddah MoskowitzDecember 7, 2015 at 7:38 PM

    I identify with the guilty one. Excellent.

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  16. Rosemary Nissen-WadeDecember 8, 2015 at 5:00 AM

    I am making the 'you' be the bike in the photo. it kinda fits.

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  17. Carol CampbellDecember 8, 2015 at 9:01 AM

    Defeating death, the ultimate empowering act! Well said!

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  18. Susie ClevengerDecember 9, 2015 at 3:25 AM

    Ok...I'm guilty. That's the tune I'm singing lately. :)

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  19. LynnDecember 9, 2015 at 2:43 PM

    Wow!

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  20. CloudiaDecember 10, 2015 at 12:07 PM

    Hooked by the pic - stayed for yer words

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  21. MargaretDecember 13, 2015 at 11:12 PM

    Clever little mystery at the end... but I can understand being overly charmed by a smooth talker. So late in commenting but 1st down time I've had all week. Hope the 12 days of Christmas are not too hectic :)

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