Thursday, 27 July 2017

heroesque, 27/July/17

he scared himself.........
having just realised how many clever and intelligent people he'd surrounded himself with our hero realised it would only be a matter of time before he was outed as not one among them.... thin on clever, sparse on intelligent........
he scared himself twice.......
our hero glanced at the mirror.... surely that isn't me?.......... a toneless wonder stared back....... as far from a superhero as one could imagine never mind even a hero......... maybe he was a fraud, living on borrowed time before his cover is blown and the cape falls away......... rarely does he ever see his reflection below the neck, as if above is much better, but now all laid horrifically bare (yes, terrifying I know)......... surely this isn't me?....... a lacklustre stood unsure of itself, mocking, wishing our hero had never looked in a full length mirror, particularly beneath the stark lighting that usually drowns all fitting rooms........... what took six years to build torn down in less than six months....
you see this is why our hero rarely buys clothes, and he knew it, knew it would be a mistake the moment he entered the shop..... but needs must........ his rags had become ragged through years of maintaining the hero and wear and tear inevitably have their day.... and in this case have had a field day!............
the only mercy was that only he could see...... he wouldn't wish this on anyone nor subject the eyes of innocent others to its less than more........ luckily clothes can cover a multitude of sins and if he chose right then maybe, just maybe our hero could get away with retaining a modicum of credibility...... as long as.... as long as he never took them off, in public anyway, lest he was found merely heroesque, a mere mask beneath which an empty lay.....


© robert greig 2017

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