Words In The Bonfire

A few weeks ago I was burning some documents I’d decluttered from a client’s house, it was a windy day.

A small piece of paper flew off the bonfire and landed writing side up.  In tiny, neat, joined up writing was:

A few do-gooders who show up for a week with their flack jackets, their laptops and their little bottle of hand sanitiser.

Sometimes I wonder if God will ever forgive us for what we’ve done to each other. Then I look around and I realise God left this place a long time ago.

I liked to get kissed before I get fucked”

And that’s it, that was as far as it went.
It made me chuckle.
I’m not sure why I decided to put it on here.
I think because I liked it.