3.11.25

. . . and the dark days descend

Nice alliteration.

Thank you  You brought it on

    I did, didn’t I?

Kiddo youve been fearing it for twopossibly three weeks
                                                               You recall the positive light I tried to shine
Fall back.

Garnered one hour more away from work on Monday

    You couldn’t have made it two . . . or a whole day?
Whole day
I can be a greedy bitch you don’t have to work this job. Surrounded by . . . fuckin’ . . white rightwingers. When what’s his name . . . what’s his name?
Know who youre talkin about
                                 Sorry
Not memorable

But you know.

I do

    When he was murderedthey cried assassinated . . . cocksuckers had tears in their eyes . . and something was wrong with me.
What’s wrong with you?

Me.

You can’t say one good thing about him?

He died for what he believed in thought I was going to get fired.

Not you
          Youre the rudder the sail of that company

They know thaAND  of course . . .


   

    I’m a woman.
A very attractive woman

                              Youre not there   Why woud they bother comin into work

    You realise . . .

 

Realize?

Its killin em theyre gonna miss you the hour we fell back
Please.
Hell
         Im diggin the extra hour I have with you


she grinned dimples  was killin him
                                            You say the sweetest things.

The dark days descen . .
. . You can shaddup.
                       she tried to look stern
then was dimples galore

    Shall we go back to bed

For an hour?

I was thinking a whole day

1052,  Sunday,  2  11. 25
1121,  Monday,  3  11. 25

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