Death becomes a late visitor that promised to come hours ago.
The meal is set and getting cold.
Not even a fly has arrived carrying the message of his delay.
Impatience wrinkles the brow of the host that sinks into his chair with tired bones.
Anticipation is overwhelmed by fatigue, his eyes droop.
He sleeps.
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: September 19th, 2026 03:21
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Death has a fluid timetable
Indeed it does often arriving at an unexpected time. Thanks so much Norman for the review and understanding words. They are most appreciated..
most welcome my friend
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