Hey Bulldog

Hey Bulldog

A Poem by Alex

I wake up, fully nude and wondering where the f**k I am

I recognise the smoke filled room and I instantly go numb

why the f**k did I go back here?

My head is heavy with alcohol and dirty memories

and there she is

she is wearing lacey underwear and a ripped t-shirt just covering her breasts

I can make out her tattoo on her shoulder

I know that tattoo so well

ugliest f*****g thing

she is smoking, dropping ash on the record player that she is stood over

and she turns to me

and smiles a dirty smile that I f*****g resent

don't you just love this song she says

I know what it is

Hey Bulldog by the Beatles

she has played this on purpose

f*****g witch

she starts talking about John Lennon

yes I know the f*****g story alright

I say to halt her

her hair is knotty and

hangs loose and dead

her eyes black with her

s****y makeup

ash drops on the disguisting carpet and then onto her foot

she doesn't even move

she hums along, no care in the world

f*****g witch

I put on my jeans and don't even bother looking for underwear

I focus on getting out and getting away

she starts to sway to the music, shutting her eyes

Hey Bulldog stops and she turns, putting it on again

turn that s**t off I snarl

she grins, sickening grin

I try and find my t-shirt

It's outside she says

you are a f*****g witch I reply

mmhm she smirks

I walk out of her place

she buzzes the buzzer

I answer it stupidly

she starts to sing Hey Bulldog

and I tell her to f**k off

I grab my t-shirt from the road

its cut and burnt on one side

sharpee marked

it says

love the witch x

© 2015 Alex


Author's Note

Alex
Inspired by the song 'Kathleen'. Please let me know your thoughts and feelings when reading this and what impression you get of their relationship, the song and the characters- thanks!

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Gee
Nice to read something different,and I can understand it without having to wrack my little brain.I can imagine sitting in a chair in the corner of the room watching this unfold.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Alex

9 Years Ago

Yes it is a little different haha! I love that you are able to understand it without having to have .. read more
First I have to say that I f*****g love this!!!! It's raw with strong imagery. Another movie scene you've sparked in my head. My favourite line "my head is heavy with alcohol and dirty memories" these two obviously have a not so friendly relationship. Seems as if nude girl once again was seduced by beatles girl and nude girl is disgusted with herself ONCE again. Beatles girl it seems loves to throw it in her face each time she gets nude girl in bed and probably terrorizes her body with animalistic sex. She plays the bulldog song because it's probably the song she plays over and over while she's having sex with her, next morning she's playing it as a slap in the face, I got you again. For beatles girl, she got what she wanted, again. As for nude girl, well as disgusted as she feels.......she'll be back and both witches can stir their cauldron of filth once more...f*****g amazing. ..

Posted 9 Years Ago


Alex

9 Years Ago

Haha awesome thank you so much! Yes, I am glad you understood the poem and the character's opinions .. read more
Rob Santana

9 Years Ago

You're very welcome, keep writing.

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