Wednesday, April 4, 2012
A dream
I could feel hands up my thigh. I stiffened, shifted, ignored them. Hands up my thigh again. "I don't want to". Hand wandering, pulling, clawing. "I don't want to". Hands in places i didn't want them. "Don't". Hands tugging, feeling. "Don't". "You'll like it". "Don't". But he did. "Don't". He didn't care. "Don't". Hands, hard, rough. Rip. Tears dancing down pink cheeks. Sweat oozing from foreheads. "Don't". But he did. Hands grasping wrists. I whimpered, i cried, i couldn't. But he did.
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No is the new Yes. Kinda twisted.
ReplyDeletePaul McCartney wrote it down in "Hello Goodbye"
Scary ...yet, what's above isn't.
ReplyDeleteFrankly, I wouldn't be tooo worried about what the bionic, bloated, whorizontal world thot about me, dear; I'd be much more concerned about what Jesus shall say at our General Judgment. You may not like me now, yet, I’m not out to please you, girl. Lemme wanna gonna tella youse Who (grrr - New Joisey accent):
Greeting, earthling. Not sure if we're on the same page if you saw what I saw. Because I was an actual NDE on the outskirts of the Great Beyond at 15 yet wasn’t allowed in, lemme share with you what I actually know Seventh-Heaven’s Big-Bang’s gonna be like for us if ya believe: meet this ultra-bombastic, ex-mortal-Upstairs for the most extra-blatant, catch-22-excitotoxxins, guhroovaliciousnessly delicious, pleasure-beyond-measure, Ultra-Reality-Firepower-Addiction in the Great Beyond for a BIG-ol, kick-ass, party-hardy, robust-N-risqué, eternal-real-McCoy-warp-drive you DO NOT wanna miss the sink-your-teeth-in-the-rrrock’nNsmmmokin’-hot-deal: PLEASE KEEP HANDS/FEET INSIDE THE WIDE UNTIL WE MADE A CIRCUMFERENCE OF the OUTSTANDING, NEVER-ENDING, THRILLIONTH-RED-MARKER-POSSIBILITIES!!! Puh-leeeze meet me Upstairs. Do that for us. Cya soon, girl…