Sunday, 31 July 2016

Gotta Snatch 'Em All

I caught them all when I put my dick inside of you. You said my claims were grounds enough to sue, but my pok├ęballs had never mustered up the custard to be busted inside anyone but you. Well, at least not as far as any of us knew. I mean, there was that time that I sleep-humped you... and my little sister always looked at me suspiciously as we grew. I always assumed that it was about my pok├ęstash that she knew. But maybe those dreams I had were actually true. I wonder if she will catch them all now too?


Monday, 11 July 2016

Walk On

I suppose you wanted to get it done before anyone could say it took you more than a year, I knew it when I saw your eyes staring defiantly back at me without fear. That day my heart felt like it was a cold and lonely pier, jutting into a cold grey ocean made up wholly of my own tears. I couldn't waste another second, I couldn't stay without you here. I took myself to the point of dying but it didn't make you feel anymore near. So now I am in limbo drowning slowly in this misery soaked atmosphere.


Thursday, 7 July 2016

Reclusion

We lay down in the backyard looking up at the night sky. He'd said that the meteors would soon start whizzing by. We'd carried out some sleeping bags, two pillows and a torch. We waited, and waited, but there was a failure to launch. The cold was biting, but I was happy just to be there with him, he'd never paid me much attention and his attention span was thin. I admitted that I didn't know what I was doing with what was left of my life. He said no one ever did, which explained why the world was in such strife. "Nobody knows what they want, and even if they did they'd never get it," he spoke like someone who'd traveled a dark road and regret it. I paused a while and asked him if he'd go and visit my grave, he shook his head and looked away and dismissed me with a wave. Above ground or below I guess it doesn't really matter, the world goes on and I lay alone feeling myself shatter.