mundane images arrested himtook
him by the ears steered his head yanked him around unapologetically
if it caused him pain so be it
Are you really gonna bitch about
that in some vernacular a booboo if you rather Ill stick you in the belly with
a Buck and well see if you can make it to the hospital in time
mundane could be coarse
he went to drop a Q-tip in the
bathroom waste pail
swaddled in discolored toilet
paper was her tampon
together with the music of laundered
sheets rustling in the breeze on the clothesline outside the window they reminded
him of their raucous charged evening
they hadnt seen each other in
weeks and come hell or high water nothing was coming between them
when they went to shower in the purple
night he lit a candle
when he turned she piqued an
eyebrow eyed him up down slowly smiled
her eyes sparkling
You
look like either a vampire she looked at
his cock or a murderer
he smile bemused captured her attention looked between her legs
You
look like a stabbed clown
Yup
she looked past him into the
mirror dipping his shoulder with her
fingertips
Gosh
I wasnt gonna say but you threw
the gloves down he smiled again
revitalised by the shower they went juvenile apeshit on each other in the paint of buttermilk candlelight silvered shower lace
he apologised for the red welts the handprints
on her ass But I gotta say they look great on you
Well she looked over her shoulder at her ass in
the mirror
Youre
okay he asked
Yes Next time Ill straighten you
out
Baby You always straighten me out
Jaysus
their laughter split on the tight
cotton clothesline then reformed weaved together on its opposite side
1526, Twosday,
25 10. 16
Kilimanjaro Darkjazz The Symmetry of 6s https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJnxkM1alsQ
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