Part One of what inspired me randomly in class. Experimenting with prose again, I seemed to have slipped off with poetry. I'm thinking this might be l..
It is not my dutyto w r i n g my heart outon a lifeline tovicious Lucifer horned sharksthat dwell, hammer my headthrough bottomlessskin-wrinkling wate..
I yawn.This manwastesthestageswears, spitsandsprays awaythe willingflies on the wallsboo! get off the stage!and on she comesoverlapshimhe leavesand sh..
my arms around her waisther arms around my neckmy mouth buried in her shoulderher mouth against my earher breath tickling my earmy breath crashing wit..
Inspired by Melanie, of course. Also inspired by how I feel & the fact that people so nicely love to point that out that I go for older women; but wit..