by Ed Higgins
Betrayal of course is the great human crime. As I found out when I discovered my lover was betraying me, even though I was betraying her too with another woman. The bitch. Unbelievable. You've only got to watch daytime TV to know this is absolutely true. Even though TV's something of a false mirror. But that's the point isn't it? You still can see yourself, sort of. So you know it isn't just fucking fiction anymore, it's fucking betrayal!
So long, Baby!
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In the current Queen Mobs Tea House, Feb., 2015. I story's 1st. line is a much repeated phrase I use in my Ancient World Lit. class. Just thot I might try a flash piece riffing off the phrase.
Every breath a betrayal of something. We are one fucked-up species.
*Yep. I hate betrayers. Dem louses.
We're all secret narcissists. *
Betrayed, besotted, benighted, betwixt, between and begotten. Avoid be-ing. *