It started out quite nicely in an online search for love.  He was tall and had enough money to feed himself which are the basic criteria for admission.  The romance progressed through emails which were sweet and smart.  Kisses and hugs were exchanged in the traditional xoxoox which goes back to generations before cyberspace.

    But in cyberspace things move fast.  The romance turned sexual and the compatibility rose.  The saucy pictures flowed only one way as the fellow could not seem to send one of him.  Red flag.  Meetings in real life were postponed and they drifted apart in less than a week.  How fleeting to have an affair that flowers in one week and then fades.

    He reemerged and they started "talking" about his scars.  It turns out he had a Halloween body with open heart surgery less than six months ago and an intestinal extraction that had another long scar on his lower half.  He seemed to be tired in his emails.  She hoped he had some family support as his body started to decay.

     Halloween is about decay.  We are all going to become infirm.  In this fight for love and peace we forget that there will always be an end to love, sometimes before it even begins.  He wondered if she was tricking him, enticing him into her claws to use his resources for her own needs.  Of course she was.  She was reeling him in like a big Marlin and he was starting to resist.  She tightened the line.

      As the second week drew to a close in this cyber romance, Halloween got into her blood.   Something snapped inside her brain which caused her fingers to press the keys that would end the romance.  She told him about her leaky bladder and her own vivid scars.  She mentioned that she was full of it and he better beware.  He took the hint and disappeared. 

      Cyber executions are interestingly bland.  There are no blood and guts, only regret.  Who will the next victim be?

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Comment by JMac1949 Today on October 30, 2015 at 11:44am

R&L Wonderful illustrations. Did Miss five help you out with them? ;-)

Comment by Zanelle on October 30, 2015 at 12:43pm

no, that was a kid in my daughter's class....I thought it was a great use of the monster shapes we made.  these next generations will have to deal with so much.  I love technology but things move fast and can be brutal online.  The emotions of cyberspace are just now being explored.  Dangerous territory if you don't watch out. 

Comment by Alysa Salzberg on October 31, 2015 at 3:49pm

Wow. This was harshly real. I know people who've been in these roles. Well done, wise and sad.


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