Sangria and Stone. Blood and Marble. Dramatic contrast.
The creation of a free spirit? Not really. Speculation is rife.
In love? Hmmmm.
Committed? Who? Not really.
Wedded? This one? Really?
Remained unwed? Really!
Rendered unsuitable. Now. Officially.
Smiles a lot? What’s cooking?
Enthusiastic? Must be on steroids.
Thoughtful? Maybe suicidal. Rubs palms gleefully What’s up, you poor thing?
Pays attention to self? Snob. Disgusting vanity…
Doesn’t give a #%@^ about anything. What the @&^*!
Wants to live? Try getting one first!
Content with this life? What life?
Answers all questions. Must be lying…
Politely declines. Getting ahead of ourselves, now, aren’t we?
Agreeable, to a fault. Desperately seeking approval. Uh huh.
An aloof stance. Oooh! The audacity.
tbh-You are a spectacle, like it or not.
Might as well get on the loop
Even mount yourself on a platform at the museum.
Don’t have an armour? Bleed!
Turned to stone? Wait.
There’s a spot that has freshly calcified.
Scanning target. Fresh petrification sighted. Aim. Shoot.
Rivulets flow. Akin to art.
Thank you Jade M. Wong, for the beautiful photograph.
A million thanks PJ for hosting the FFFAW challenge.