I’m having issues with WordPress at the moment: having lost three haiku yesterday due to the site ‘overwriting’ old data over new, (!?!), I am more than a bit dubious as to not only the state of my laptop, but the site itself. I’m pretty sure it’s only my machine, but I hope this doesn’t get lost as well!
Following on from my post last week – see https://kingsleycw13.wordpress.com/2014/05/22/friday-fictioneers-23-5-14/ for context – for the first time, I am continuing the tale, but popping back in time a little…
I spot the bicycles leaning against the wall and cannot help but narrow my gaze at the town, hazy in mid-afternoon happiness and ignorance. The suit is too warm in this weather and I loosen it, spitting bitter words under my breath to any who don’t want to hear them, cursing their platitudes and palmed condolences as I struggle with the tie.
The clock-tower falls silent.
I hear the organ start, four years to the day, to the hour, of our wedding, but the tune is wrong.
Stony faced, I turn and our tread moves us from Earth to Heaven.