ceeUnextuesday

A Stage Play by Davidgeo

recreational recklessness...

By all means...

Rub your chest before I punch you in the face

There is a warm feeling I feel that you lack

In some ways...

My venom is not a heavy bag

Though you treat it as such

By all means...

Bring that fist before me with all that you have

There is the warm feeling you can take

In other ways,

I've run out

Though,

Are you potent? Have you any idea?

Either way

It won't set you back

Some can see you know?

Not Steve Irwin though....

F*****g sting rays

Who knew?

The things that kill you.

Are the most precious of hobbies.

Usually...

Can you find it?

Let us know....

You'll make a fortune

(or a heroin addiction, that's still a hobby... just sayin)

© 2016 Davidgeo

Author's Note

Pretty Blue Rings... the devil is gorgeous... our venom is precious

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TL Boehm

Addictions, however "Benign" are killers of time. I have a genealogy addiction. My family loathes it. it is the ultimate sucker of time.
I also have a writers cafe addiction. Thusly my muse is dead.
This is a smart write, or at least it makes the cubicle rats like me feel a bit better. I'm an accountant by trade. I have this passion for not starving to death. I don't like numbers, corporations, or office politics though and never said "I want to grow up and be a bean counting desk jockey" I wanted to be Stevie Nicks. I probably would have starved to death attempting to be a satin shod chanteuse.