Shorts from The Dating Agency #1

What She Said
 
One last affair before the final chill
It won’t kill anyone, will it?
As her gold chain drew tighter around her neck
Negligee still torn from the night before,
She realised, in spite of it all,
It would be the death of her.
 
A Little Less Conversation
 
They don’t have conversations, he just listens,
So he blew up a shiny doll and called her Priscilla.
All shook up, he seduced her in his shed
For his life he started singing karaoke.
 
She found Priscilla one cold morning
And wrote ‘Return to Sender’ on her plastic skin.
So he did.
 
Wrapped in barbed wire and boxed,
No one heard his wife’s screams as she was
Man handled onto an international flight.  
 
* Influenced by The Gift. Velvet Underground