Treasure Island

Captain Cur


The Road to Perdition, Michael, Verse II

I found her working a city street.
I stopped.
I asked her price.
She responded; "Salvation."

I liked this one.

I laughed and told her to get in.
She asked; "Who are you? "
I said; "Michael."
She asked; "The Archangel? "
I smiled and said; "Yes! "

I was full of vengeance.

I moved her in with me.
She did not object.
I wouldn't have to go out
looking every night.

She was like tarnished bronze,
something shiny under there
but heavily layered.
She just needed to be stripped.

I was very good with my hands.

Her eyes were quiet blue,
deep and mesmerizing.
Her skin a pale milky white.
She had two long scars on her back.
When I queried, She said;
"Once I had wings."

I brought her down to earth.

I don't remember when I started hitting her.
It's not something a man writes down.
He doesn't know the hurt
until he sees her the next morning.
I swore it would not happen again.

We both knew it was a lie.

She never put up her hands.
That was the strange part.
She accepted every blow.
When I asked about it.
She said; "I need to suffer to be purged."

I never stopped purging.

She told me her name was, Fallen Angel.
I asked, "Did your parents give you that name? "
She said; "I left my place in heaven.
I was attracted by the ways of the flesh."

I asked her; "Do you like what you found? "

When I wearied of her I cast her out.
She asked; "Where will I go? "

I told her; "Walk the road to perdition."

Submitted: Sunday, March 17, 2013

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The Road to Perdition
The Road to Perdition, Michael, Verse II
The Road to Perdition, Quilted Wings, Verse III
Dawn's Rebellious Incitation

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  • Danny Draper (3/17/2013 5:09:00 PM)

    A powerful write. While not into violence I realise this is mythic (religious) fantasy told in a modern form with a tone of old detective stories from the 20th century. Liked the strong use of the single isolated line as retort or clarification or emphasis, terrific tool. (Report) Reply

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