one in four women By then the alcohol and marijuana had fully taken its effect. I had already cried and told him I wish I had not come, that I did not want to come in the first place. I had not wanted to have sex with him. He was disgusting and uninteresting, 26 and into “house music”. Yet my “yes” had been an indifferent response to two opposing questions he had asked. So I stumbled back into his living room and lay down on the couch. He thought I was asleep, I guess. His phone rang. He answered it.&nbone in four women
numbers The music swells to an almost intolerable rawr. Full of thick cigarette smoke the space is barely lighted save for the bar lights and pulsating lights on the dance floor. Tightly packed bodies move to the music. There is no standard rhythm to their movements- some are drunk, others just carefree. It is an eclectic mix of people present; the sea of bodies is covered in vinyl, fishnet, and garmets last seen in the 80s. Skinheads line the back entry with beers in hand. Girls blatantly kiss. To the side of the dancenumbers
roomBroken shards of a glass vase lay scattered near the wall, withered and decayed roses lay limp against the baseboards. Clothes carpet the hardwood floor, reeking of smoke, perfume, and alcohol. The sheets of the queen-size bed are wadded up in a ball near the footboard. Handcuffs are still attached to the bedpost. Inside the metal trashcan are ashy remains of past correspondence, one distinct line still remains unblemished "yours forever." The dresser is covered in tubes of red lipstick and torn photographs. A doe-eyed girl and a boy with long hair stare at each other across throom
ruby
so um..
--
"Originality is nothing more than undetected plagiarism.."
--
mmm, tastes like brains!
checked out ur stuff.
ur writing is amazing. u have major skill.
keep it up.
dp.
--
No Regrets. No Limits.
--
No Regrets. No Limits.
--
roses are grey, violets are grey, i am dead and colorblind...
--
roses are grey, violets are grey, i am dead and colorblind...
--
-Debbie
[link] Visit My Gallery
[link] Living Poet Society
Previous Page12Next Page