And now for something completely different...

In the spirit of all things evil and dastardly, you can find below my submission to Insatiabear's Halloween Flash Fiction Friday challenge.

To get some perspective, you can read about the challenge here, on Insatiabear's blog.

We were given the following picture and challenged to write flash fiction (150-275 words) inspired by it and to include this phrase in our submission: "cold and dead".

Here is my attempt:

The many men she's had before,

The many souls, collided.

The many times he thought of her

With lips and legs divided.

But here she lies, a covered head,

A naked corpse below.

So stiff and still, a cold and dead

Reminder that she's gone.

But how can he, a silly fool

With matching stiff in hand,

Tell her that he'll always know,

That he'd always understand

That she is much more beautiful

Much brighter as a ghost.

A spirit, spector, spook or ghoul -

Softer shadow of its host. 

As though she could never quite be

As free as she is now.

The many times she'd made him see

How she would choke and drown.

The many thoughts cry in his skull

And weep into his veins

He's another man, by her, full

Of void, and lacked restraint.

He leaves her now, his many gifts

Lie in ribbons on the floor -

A testament, accidentally left

To another dead whore.

(I know, it creeps me out too! But I enjoyed writting something a little different, and I do so enjoy Insatiabear's challenges.)

So, against the flow of that dark little diversion, I leave you with:

Love, licks and lashings,
-Lil