and when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact
― haruki murakami, kafka on the shore
monsieur B. de’Velo
last seen, in a moment of passion
missing in action
most likely, inaction
no longer, in fashion
monsieur B. de’Velo
if you have seen him, or
are otherwise
cognisant of, his
(dis)position
reply, on a postcard
your cheque’s in
the post
your reward, in
heaven
just like
monsieur B. de’Velo
writing 101 poetry | seven | beloved | prompt by Vijaya Sundaram
andy townend 
This is quirky and great
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Thank you for that!
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You’re welcome 🙂 I really enjoyed your take. It made me feel a lot better about mine.
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I like the peculiar tone. The story first seems quite odd, but I came to like it in the end 🙂
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Thank you, glad you liked it in the end, I wanted to do something a little different for this one…
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Well, that’s clearly been a success 🙂
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I thought it was beautiful in its unique tone.
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Love the creativity and word play…we all want to ‘be loved’:)
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