The very moment I saw today’s Friday Fictioneers prompt picture, I was instantly reminded of one of my favorite albums from one of my favorite bands – “Swing The Heartache” by Bauhaus (to those of you not already “in the know'” click on the album title above in order to find out why).
As a result, I decided to do something Fictioneerary that I hadn’t done since around the time I was in the 8th grade, and I created a post using as many Bauhaus song titles as possible. These are italicized for your reference, and including the post title and accompanying song prompt, I was able to squeak 19 of them into today’s submission. As always, I hope you enjoy.
“Oh Harry, I’ll never make it. There’s no hope.”
“Yes you will, we need to catch up with the boys. It’s all we ever wanted, let’s move on.
“No, I’ll just stay here in this dive, m’dear.”
“No mother, you can’t. Remember, Satori’s directly behind us. It’s only a matter of time before he overcomes us with his poison pen.”
“But darling, I’ve no adrenalin, I feel like a muscle in plastic. I simply can’t move through these crowds.”
“You HAVE TO. It’s almost night time. We won’t be safe unless we’re in the flat field by then.”
“But… I don’t want to be safe anymore. Kingdom’s coming, and I’d rather be an exquisite corpse, than continue to live in fear of fear.”
Burning from the inside, her sudden assertion hit me like a kick in the eye.
Side note: if you could, please visit my post from yesterday, as it pertains to a cause I feel very strongly about, and any support you could provide would be deeply appreciated. Now, here’s Peter, Daniel, Kevin and David – the unwitting baby daddies to Gothic rock, doing what they did best: