Tuesday, March 31, 2015

881. Over the fence

I want to know what's behind that fence, you fuckers.
I see you slinking around back there.
What are you hiding, dinosaurs?
Is it dinosaurs?

Sunday, March 29, 2015

880. Secret ingredient

I have dreams on nights we make love.
They are vivid things.
They're not even about sex, but adventurous things like action movies.
What I'm saying, I guess, is can we have sex?

Friday, March 20, 2015

879. Solar flare

So (gasp) fucking (gasp) angry (gasp).
That's how she felt.
She burned with the fury of a thousand suns, turning the event over and over in her mind.
It had been three days.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

878. Sidekick

"That's just a pet rock, isn't it?" she asked.
"Of course not. It's a sidekick," he answered, hurt.
That did seem to jive with the homemade costume he was wearing.
Undeterred, he turned and bashed the rock into the face of one of the attackers.

Monday, March 16, 2015

877. Held self evident

There are only a couple of truths, really.
It's all about which one, you know, speaks to you.
So what's your truth?
I'll buy it from you if you'll part with it cheaply.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

876. Albatross

My regrets hang around my neck like an albatross.
I spend my days perfumed in bird shit, hoping for a whiff of the sea.
I can't escape.
What I'm trying to say, is I'm sorry.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

875. Things unseen

When I wake, I am blind.
I squeeze my fingers against my eyes, but it does not help.
I am blind.
I am searching for you and I hope that you will come to find me.