Everytime you invite me over to your place, its the same. You watch TV while I sit on your couch with shoes and jacket still on. You fall asleep and then I will myself numb. I say, "I guess I should go now."
I stand and walk, nose first, into your front door. I walk right through it. Nose broken, forehead bleeding, fat lip. Splinters have scratched a red border all around my body. I plod on.
Halfway down the hall is a large glass pane. It has letters stencilled on it: "Warning: Glass Pane." Another reads...I walk right through it.
I am cut. Bleeding. Glass settles to the ground, shards vie for my attention. A piece of stencilled glass lands in my shirt pocket. I pull it out and read, "...ass." I put it back in my pocket.
Now, you poke your head out of your door and say, "drive carefully." I nod my head and fail to see elephant trunks reaching up and sniffing the air at my feet.
1 comment:
??????What??????No Links?????????This cannot be..... Original Thought.......!!!!! ?????? ......Unfortunately, not enough has be written on the on the hazards of drunken love denied save only drunken love fulfilled and then denied; which only remotely pales when juxtaposed with drunken love fulfilled and yet not remembered and subsequently denied. Any way...I'm glad you made up with the guy from the gym.
A Non Ymous
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