Games

Your bubble hands

Are slipping on my skin

Your rubber bands

Are making my cheeks thin

Do you wanna play

In my torture chamber

What do you have to say

I thought that you're 'a player'

But if you don't like my game

Well you don't have to play

Just sit me in my corner

In the basement where it's warmer

Fire burning; it's not the only one

It's getting late, I see the sun

But I'm not tired

When I'm desired

Come on and see

Come on and play my game with me

Reviews

[Robin Saxon]

I find your writing intriguing. This particular piece shows a dark side to your thinking, where as 'Wolves' is lighter more poetic. But by far my favourite is 'White Diamonds' the symbolism is nothing short of brilliant.

[Emily]

Dark well written piece! Keep it up!

[EcstaticEuphoria]

Your writing has such a dark and playful expression to it! Love your style and your take on love and romance and all the feelings and emotions associated with what we all long for, but can't always experience in a "Disney - happily ever after" way

[Sinbulvinter]

Oooo... Creepy. I like it. I love things like this that make my skin crawl a bit. It feels so threatening yet playful at the same time.
Awesome.

[Tony Jordan]

This reads to me like a cross between a 'gross out' movie dialogue and one of my favourite songs of all time. The song which began Rave/Dance music, 'The Age Of Love' by Jam n Spoon. Then it kicked a mind-tin which was a memory of Nirvana's 'Polly'.
All in all quite lyrically unsettling.

[Tony Jordan]

I couldn't mention 'Age of Love' without sending you there...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MT9pH9C7Oew