Halfway to Hanoi

Because it's not only about love, fluffy pink bunnies, red ribbons and rainbows .. 🤍

Halfway to Hanoi

I was barely halfway to Hanoi

when I grew tired,

of just about everything ..

Of sleeping

with strangers and so many

other things besides ..

Indeed, I am now almost too

ashamed to even

think about most of them ..

That’s when,

she said, welcome to your

very own oblivion

so now, consider yourself

well warned ..

Just be sure I shall feed you

only, if and when

you become helplessly hungry ..

But in the meantime,

please accept my sincerest

of greetings

and these ones too,

from your personal Dachau ..

On reflection,

I seem to think, it might have

been then,

I fell hopelessly in love with

those big blue

mascaraed eyelashes of hers ..

And when she did

eventually notice me staring

at them, she smiled ..

And asked how many hurts

was I prepared to

share with her, there today

while curiously,

examining a fresh burn she

was busy creating

on her near perfect nakedness ..

And then in

the very next breath, the sweet

scent of fresh

napalm, began to fill our arena ..