29.3.25


he couldnt see anything outside the inside of his head


a grim place to be held against his will   his wont
                                                     didnt imagine his prince would come
he wasnt fetching

women get all the princes


he attracted thugswannabe thugs 
                                     You lookin’ at me? 
No  Wasnt

You were.

No  Toldya I wasnt

Were.
            Wanna step outside bitch?

dem was fightin words
                     Bitch

he snarled canines exposed
                                That’s what I said.

Give me a moment to   think it over
                                           Consider

either the smile grew bigger or his canines lengthened
                                                          Sure.   Bitch.
loved when dumb people doubleddown on dumb
                                                    he pickedup the pitcher of beer he was pouring from an drank from it


Still thinkin’?

Appears so  Ya tha thick

he pushed back on his stoolstepped down strode his way
                                                              Let’s take this outside bitch.
appeared it was time for him to use wordsterms of endearment
                                                                      Youre right  Cunt
stepped down from his stool as the guy came upgot in his face
                                                                   Stepback
We takin’ this outsid . .
. . Yah
he stepped back
                slammed him across the side of his head with the halffull pitcherwent down in a heap  kicked him in the balls for good measure
pulledup the hood on his hoodie
wasnt his neighbourhood
                           nobodyd know him from Adam

went out into the night air
                             accosted himself  Job well done bitch

1413,  Saturday,  29  3. 25

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