A Sigh is Just a Sigh

But it all fell apart when she wanted to kiss him.

He tried many ‘scuses, but all o’ them were faced with her steely eyed stare & the sound o’ her clearing her throat.

When she gave him the ultimatum, he sighed & nodded & stood still as she hopped up the long staircase o’ toadstools to reach his mouth.

He couldn’t bear to look @ her after the kiss had finished. He only stared ‘way with withered eyes.

Then he cringed when he heard a croak.

Finally, when he heard an echoing wail, he turned to see ‘nother floating sheet. Said sheet’s empty hood turned up toward him.

“I’m sorry,” whispered he. “I should’ve told you…”


Charlatan, Footstool, Kiss