54 thoughts on “the blackmailed vicar

  1. Very clever, and actually tender, what are the cords that hold the two , a wish? a breath? a game where each holds the other in their clutched embrace tethered alone together the same. For some reason I can neither explicate nor frame, this makes me think of Joseph Brodsky:
    “There floats in outer Moscow one
    Who swims at random to his loss,
    and Jewish accents wander down
    a dismal yellow flight of stairs.
    From love toward unhappiness,
    to New Years Eve, to Sunday, floats
    a good-time girl: she can’t express
    what’s lost inside.”
    Poor vicar, poor girl, all the same.
    Thanks Tony.

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