Flammeus Gladius

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Tag: fictional characters

It Gets Around

It Gets Around

First they minimized personal spaces,
Then engaged in forbidden embraces.
Did they hide these acts? Sure.
Outwardly they were pure.
But look now: there’s a pox on their faces!

–Tom Riley

Strange and Wild

Strange and Wild

Knowing reality could not be tamed,
He put his faith in something strange and wild.
Unaware of the rules, he played the game.
Knowing reality could not be tamed,
He drew the rough-hewn bow and, smiling, aimed.
Some sacred things are meant to be defiled.
Knowing reality could not be tamed,
He put his faith in something strange and wild.

–Tom Riley

Archie Bunker’s Son-in-Law Explains It All to You

Archie Bunker’s Son-in-Law Explains It All to You

Because of all those great accomplishments,
The Meathead thinks that Biden’s quite a guy.
The self-deception here is, well, immense.
Because of all those great accomplishments,
Critiquing Joe makes very little sense—
According now to jerks who must be high.
Because of all those great accomplishments,
The Meathead thinks that Biden’s quite a guy.

–Tom Riley

Way She Felt

The Way She Felt

“Why do you think I feel this way?” she said.
The shrug we gave was perfect eloquence—
The sort of absence all the empty dread.
“Way do you think I feel this way?” she said
Again. And our refusal to be led
Into the trap was then our sole defense.
“Why do you think I feel this way?” she said.
The shrug we gave was perfect eloquence.

–Tom Riley

Amongst the Talkers

Amongst the Talkers

In endless words they wrap their emptiness,
Dreading the weight of silence and reflection.
Of all their sentences they make a mess—
But they are sure they’ve shaped some fine perfection.
They will not change their talkative direction,
No matter what the portents or the signs.
Their discourse stumbles, section after section,
Into a yawning space that’s not the mind’s.
Still, you must learn to read between the lines
That have not been and won’t be written down.
You must deduce intelligent designs
And not the comic actions of a clown.
Most of all, ears, you must not tune them out.
You must not risk their most insistent shout.

–Tom Riley

T.M.I.

T.M.I.

“Far too much information!” she said.
There, perhaps, my face should have turned red
At the lass’s reply.
Still… informative? I?
I am always allusive instead!

–Tom Riley

Rhetorical Powers

Rhetorical Powers

You expect a tremendous amen—
But I’m yawning inside. I have been
In attendance for hours.
Your rhetorical powers?
You need not, sir, display them again.

–Tom Riley

Notes on an Infantile Understanding

Notes on an Infantile Understanding

His understanding’s infantile – but, hey,
He’ll still impose his brainless point of view
On everyone, today and every day!
His understanding’s infantile. But, hey,
Why let stupidity get in his way?
He’ll do what such as he must always do.
His understanding’s infantile, but hey:
He’ll still impose his brainless point of view!

–Tom Riley

Prophetic Voice

Prophetic Voice

In this dark world, he thought his voice was needed.
The rest of us just laughed as he proceeded.

–Tom Riley

Insights In

Insights In

Please hold your insights in, sir, with your piss.
When I leave, then your urge will find release.
It’s clear how loud your inner serpents hiss.
Please hold your insights in, sir, with your piss.
The streams you aim at me are sure to miss,
Anyhow. Your restraint will keep the peace.
Please! Hold your insights in, sir – with your piss!
When I leave, then your urge will find release.

–Tom Riley