Three body’s paved the eroded landfills as there puberty huddled together in languid laughtering love.
Smarmy smirks upon there faces ‘
till the pain threshold would burst with bridled hostility
Mounting and screaming
“we suffer sexual desire” therefore a climax will suffice,
her hair smelt simply of firewood.
I turned my head away and waited out various minutes’
The air began again,
I could live out this optimistic pessimism without any white noise humour
No comments:
Post a Comment