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The Last Word

by on March 9, 2015

Don’t.

It was

Her last word.

Natasha’s last.

Don’t.

 

Don’t?

Don’t what?

Don’t leave me?

He will never

know.

 

Don’t.

A blip.

Static flare.

Lost when her moon

died.

 

“Hey!”

Constance

interrupts.

“You idiot!

The ship’s exploding!

You’ve got to get out of

there!”

 

He

ignores

her. Who cares?

Forget the Orb.

It doesn’t matter.

So.

 

“Don’t

get in

my way.” “But-”

He ignores her.

She has her mission.

Stamper has his. That ship.

That ship left Natasha with

One word. One last static-flare word.

“Don’t-”

This is my attempt to write something in the style of a lanterne. A space otter lanterne, specifically.

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16 Comments
  1. Kir Piccini permalink

    Oh. Those damn last words.
    I really liked this.

    • I’ve always been a fan of poignant last words, especially lately when rereading a history of the Civil War and General John Sedgwick’s famous line “They couldn’t hit an elephant at this distance.” Turned out they could, and did. …

  2. Jennifer G. Knoblock permalink

    And I’m always impressed with how you not only do the form/prompt, but keep furthering your story through it. I feel I should be taking notes…

    • I appreciate that. I like my characters so much I don’t want to leave them, so they keep turning up in various forms. 🙂

  3. Poignant! It changes from the usual chaos but in a good way ^^
    (ps. Black Widow? 😉 )

    • Sadly, Mr.Stamper’s Natasha is not Marvel Natasha; happily so as Black Widow is still alive and Mr. Stamper’s Natasha… isn’t. Alas.

      • I wondered if it might have been inspiration, but you never know right? Maybe it was just a proton teleportation beam that looked like it was disintegrating her but it was actually only transporting her and she is still alive in there.
        …I like happy endings, and excuses to express my overactive imagination (and fancy gadgets). It’s your story, you decide 🙂

      • Well, now that you mention it….maybe she IS alive. Or maybe she isn’t. She could be all the way dead…. or she could only be mostly dead. There’s only one way to know, really. 🙂

      • Mostly dead… yuck! Yup, go find a crystal ball and learn to use it :p

  4. Meg permalink

    Michael! I love your Mr. Stamper poems. And this is so sad but lovely.

  5. I’m glad these characters are so attached to you that they keep popping out in any and every form 🙂

    • I very much like Mr. Stamper; there’s a lot of bad Mr. Stampers out there (Tomorrow Never Dies, the British and American incarnations of House of Cards), that I wanted a good Mr. Stamper. I’m looking forward to whatever poetry slam April turns up. Maybe a snappy limerick! “There once was an otter called Stamper…”

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