sitting on the roof of my childhood home watching my tears run down the dented gutter creating a black spot on the brown lawn looking out far beyond the old neighborhood screaming a whisper give me what i want or be done with me looking over the edge it does not seem so far down now certainly not far enough
Our Truly Violent Love (A Sinful Alliance: Hrshykss and HF)
Do you know that saying? † † † "a friend helps you move, † † a best friend helps you † † move a body?" † † † † My girl kills for me † † and leaves the † † body in the † † fucking road. † † † † She wasnít always this way † † Proper debutante when I met her † † Shy little flower just waiting to bloom † † † † All she needed was the † † love of a good gangster † † † † Now her slick steps render silence † † silver sheath, pearl-handled fixed blade † † strapped to her right...
I remember your Egyptian eyes... these many years having added romance to what was probably † just too much mascara † your sweet perfume: light citrus, † heavy on my sensesóthe taste † of gin and cigarette kisses, † and the way your shy hands † guided my own out from under your shirtóembarrassed † by your tiny breasts. † † So we made out for an hour † while my roommate plowed your friend in the other room. † † I wonder: † † Did you want me to keep trying? † † If so, you...
(so I can gag you with it and rage-fuck the monotony of life out of you AND your girlfriend, leave you both panting and sticky, wondering ďwhere the hell has he been all this time?Ē Iíve always been here. Iím always fucking here.)
I thought about that time we played pool and I sat and watched how you leaned over to miss your shot I was drunk and moving slow you stood before me like a grindhouse girl eyelids low, blue flannel open to a white-tee braless mystery
You smiled like a killer and turned around made the cue your stripper pole slowly weaving your ass into my brain ďdo the pool-cue thingĒ became my loverís call from then onó fuck, I miss that not you, really, just that
I dreamt I won the lottery and other than never having to go to work again there wasnít anything I wanted to buy so I gave you a call and asked if you would turn me on because the best things in life are free so long as someone is giving them to you freely but if youíre just not into me maybe we can have coffee and read some poetry or you can sit across my lap and Iíll rub your ass while we watch a movie until you fall asleep and Iíll sit still for hours until I canít feel my legs waiting for you to wake