he sits alone in the
darkness
on a wooden chair
The walls surrounding him
have no
mirrors and
the windows are covered
by the thickest blinds
......
She followed him home from
the casino
because he
swore he was a gambling addict
A true gambler
he lived only to gamble
Never missed a chance to declare it
......
she had long
dark
metallic looking nails
and black lips on a very
pale face
the clothes too
were designed to make her look
cold and dead
......
she slid out of that short
skirt and
removed the panties as well
and hopped on the bed
and took off her shirt
and bra
then assumed the lotus
position and
very calmly said, "You got like…
......
she woke up because her feet were cold
The window was open
and she had not the audacity to
stand and shut it in someone else’s house
He was still asleep
beside her
The sheets were stained with her maiden’s
blood
That was all right
......
he sits alone in the
darkness
on a wooden chair
The walls surrounding him
have no
mirrors and
the windows are covered
by the thickest blinds
......
A pretty thick
slice
of hell
That was life
so far
But today things
will change
......
and the few survivors who couldn’t
fight
were lined up
along with the civilians
and shot
or killed in ways to entertain the soldiers
And dogs were trained to
tear them to shreds
and the ground became black with
their soaked blood
......
a songless bird
that would be the nicest
name she’d been
called
the others,
far more common,
being
that little wench
......
she kept saying how much she
hated her tattoos
and kept showing them
to us
"Got 'em when I was young and
dumb and now I
jus' wanna rip my skin off."
......