18. h1 - adjourned

Chapter 18. Not Another Mistrial

The 2nd day of the hearing. The warrants have been unjustly harrassed and molested. He is barely 19 and his palms are soaking soaking trembling fearing crying and maybe lying. This is the first day for him in court. The defendant, Cardinal Kremwall is a sexy Russian woman with big big blue eyes,  pale red skin, and blonde blonde blonde blonde oblong hair. She has been accused many times before. Anyone with quarter a brain in town who does not have HPV knows she is guilty beyond unreasonable seasonable doubt.

Figure II. The Witch In Me

Justice

What is that, but another girl holding a fake unbalanced scale, weighed down not by truth, but by the relentless, propaganda of those in power. Bullets, those god damn bullets. Another witness dead. Another crime softens into smoke.

Denied

A sour taste, like last night's overaged twat. To deny is to be swindled, to pull the tip away just as the parched lips are about to lactate. The sweet fruit, plucked too late, is rotten. That’s it. The absence of now is the presence of never. A perpetual, aching never, no never to return. The outcome of this overdue spectacle. Not guilty.