201. the hunter hunted
take me in the
tradesman’s entrance
she whispered sweetly
to her bit of
24 carat rough –
the poor bugger
doesn’t know
when he’s being
taken for a ride
well, maybe he does.
meanwhile
the flasher
and his friends
outside
play their game
of hide & seek
& the hunted play along –
but fate dictates
where arrows fall
& none escape it’s
tears and smiles.
(Diana)