Friday 31 August 2007

Behind Closed Doors.......55

I haven't loved you for years, your brutality saw to that.

Fear fooled me into staying "For our son's sake."

Now he's gone, bullied by you, an overdose...

My only child, gone.


I'm leaving.

Don't rouse yourself from drunken stupor.


Unlit gas pours in. Boiler ignites on time. Conflagration!





She watches, then drives away, smiling.