Deceiving Eyes

Really weird. Written for my best friend..

"Tick, tock, tick, tock." Spoke the clock.
It's echo crisp and fine.
Silvia Tulip lay awake in her crib, thinking about how lovely it would be if she were able to fly. She would fly to her late grandmother's grave and rest a bag of vaginal fluids on the headstone.
It was 4pm and Silvia realised what utter silly willy it was to be laying in her crib at this time of day. She rolled her body clockwise a little too violently! Her body smashed into the cold floor with a heavy thud. *weep*! Silvia's labia was now bruised. She poured boiling water over it and shouted "JEEPERS creepers!' As an attempt to heal the wound.
Just as Silvia was about to eat a bag of haribo tangfastics there was a "rata tat tat" at her front door. She heaved her heavy slimy body up and galloped towards the door to find out which guest dare awaits.
The opened door revealed a gorgeous race horse with long proud legs and a pretty ribbon in his mane.
"Well, well, well" said Silvia.
The race horse blinked three times then hastily lifted up his fat horse fingers in a 'come hither' motion. Silvia was enchanted. She slowly and submissively stepped towards the race horse, like a lioness creeping towards it's pray, and they kissed passionately. The kiss was so different to any other kiss Silvia had experienced in the past - she'd only ever kissed her cousin Milo as a dare, and her Grandmother's corpse.
So Silvia and the race horse started going steady, life was wonderful, life was bliss, life was heavy, all from a kiss. The race horse would take Silvia on holiday to Paris every biscuit Wednesday, where the two lovers would dance and drink wkd under the milky moon. Silvia would send the race horse cute messages during the long days apart, messages that read - "did you take out the trash? S :-)" and "can I smell s**t or are you making frittata again? - S :-)"
Only the neighbours did not approve of this fierce love. They would stare out of their windows with only a candle for light. They would send rude and distasteful messages to one and other in the form of paper aeroplanes.
One afternoon, whilst Silvia was crawling along the lane wearing her shin pads and helmet, she discovered this pile of nasty paper aeroplanes messages beside her favourite tree. Her initial thought was "I'd really like to have a doggy". But as the sky grew pink, Silvia read through the final cruel words "I hope Silvia has nightmares tonight" on the last paper aeroplane and she felt devastated. As she placed the final paper aeroplane into her mouth, she noticed all her neighbours staring at her from their windows. This was the first time Silvia had taken any notice of the non blinking eyes, but as her own pupils darted from window to window, she noticed two familiar eyes staring from her very own candle lit bedroom.
The deceiving eyes of the race horse.

Reviews

[ANTO]

I dont know yet if its just the fumes from the high gloss paint i've been applying all morning or if this piece genuinely spoke to me as something special and worth another few reads with different minds. I'm hoping the latter and will return to write a real review. In the meantime - thank you for the laughs so far.
xD

[Raynedog]

This either perfectly describes my first marriage or the reason I couldn't seem to get the shower to turn off last night.
At any rate something that is near and dear to my heart is the punk rock take no prisoners sledge hammer that has no time to apologize to the nail. I find that quality of your work to be intoxicating.
I would be remiss though, if I didn't say that I felt like some of the turns were to wide and there might be a tighter line though some of the curves but it screams with dangerous speed on the straight aways. So tap the breaks here and there, but don't press down on the pedal.