1,000 things that you can never know.


Dear Mother:

"Don't do it," he says, and tugs my hair lightly.

"Seriously, what the hell are you on?" she asks angrily, pushing me onto the chair.

"You whore," she says, slapping my wrist.

"You're beautiful today," he says, and slides his arm around me.

"Why the heck are you so crazy?" she asks me, turning away.

"Are you ok? " he asks, holding my elbow lightly.

"Did my brother really invite you over saturday night?" she asks, hands on hips.

"Still on for Saturday?" he asks quietly as I walk by.

"Why the hell would you do that with them?" he asks angrily.

"Just one wont kill you," he says, flicking the box open with practiced ease.

"I feel alive," he says.

//

"Anything going on that I need to know about?" she asks, eyes on the TV.

"No," I say, and turn away.




Words by Inked.
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Written on 2006-01-20 at 00:46

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PoeticProcrastination
Hm. I am not scared out of my mind, but I'm definitely more than a little weirded out. Then again, I can't possibly know what you two are going through at the mo', so...maybe I don't have a right to feel anything right now.
2006-01-21


Veld Cooper
Brilliant style and the undercurrents nearly washed me away!
2006-01-20


SlipThruCracks
It may interest you to know that I have moved from scared out of my mind and so worried I couldn't breathe, to extremely angry and highly impatient.
2006-01-20