Ninety-Eight

The curb holding my ass up was cold as I sat and waited. The other children gleefully jumping into their parents idling vehicles. Didn't we just talk about this yesterday, respect, and love? Is this part of your sermon, teaching me to trust no one--especially my father?

Ninety-Seven

Hurry up and wait..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................life is a series of quick bursts followed by a slow fizzle out....................

Ninety-Six

Is it really the absence of sugar and white flour that's doing this to me, or, is it something deeper, more sinister? I want to chop things up with a dull axe. I want to kick and stomp. I want to come up on your sandcastle and destroy your battlements with one vicious swipe of my giant foot. I want to make it rain on your fucking parade.

Ninety-Five

As I kissed you I was overwhelmed by connection--my lips against yours, my chest resting lightly above your heart, and my hands pulling you closer towards me. I wanted to make it official--although no verbal sentiment could express more than that kiss, so I did it, I asked if you would be bound to me..."Yes, my love, I will never leave you..."

Ninety-Four

I'm not taking a cut of this blame. You want to deal it out, fine, but if so, then deal yourself in as opponent/proponent--you're holding the cards and playing both hands. For now, I'm a spectator--trying to understand your slight-of-hand shuffle, but if, and when, I get bored, I'm going to wander off and watch another game.

Ninety-Three

Is this my body? My eyes are connected, my thoughts seem to be emanating from the same place, but it doesn't seem right. I'm out of breath, slow to move, thick under my shirt. I need something. Maybe, something in the realm of a carving knife and a fat render? Fuck. Does anyone know where I can get a quick fix, or an easy solution?

Ninety-Two

PNJ to DSK: Really Kate? Is that really okay?