Poetry and such like.
Love the pic of Paul and Jane Asher. Nope, I can't go for that, no, no can do. I can relate to the talking dead at one point in my life and all those alibis going down the drain.
I like the idea of someone with their eyes turning a rock-solid alibi to sand.
So hot. And so true.
Even with the best/worst intentions... it only takes a glance
Erosion, weathering, heat and pressure.They all lead to rock transformation. Maybe a littlemore heat and pressure in this case. One look.One touch. And its easy to forget a lot of thingswe said we would never do. Again.
Even the strongest of things we create can crumble....under pressure or temptation.
i like what you did with the prompt. rocked it. (again)
I love the cadence of this, and the voice within.
Aww... so familiar, so poignant.
The ending, the turning to sand. Perfect.
Life is so like this. Alibi's never worked for me, anyway. Love the way you twisted this one up, Shay.
Alibis shrouded in lies turn to smoke. They always do. And people always forget.
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