204. 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)