Manalive!

He flitters and he

Flutters through my mind all day

Long, and I want to

Suck him dry. Where is

He? Soaking here on my own,

This can’t all go to

Waste. How he murmurs

Nasty phrases in my ear

When we are fucking,

My deepest muscles

Tighten. He makes me feel like

A goddess and a

Whore, newborn and as

Old as time. We vibrate, and

Transcend existence.

Thirsty

“So thirsty am I.

Miss? Could you get me water?”

“You’re not supposed to

Talk to me.” “If you

Knew who I was, you’d want my

Water. Never thirst

Again.” “Fine. Give me.”

“Get your husband, I’ll give it

To him.” “Which one?” “You’re

On number six, right?

Let me be seven.” “Let’s do

It then. You want to

Be top or bottom?”

“We do it face to face. Me

In you and you, me.”

Her Vows

She had found his words

By accident. One of the

Unfortunates had

Been selling them as

Pamphlets, and she had picked one

Up while cleaning. She

Regretted that choice

Every day afterward. His

Words had become her

Flesh, they were in her

And she had to touch them. When

The pamphlet was burned,

She scribbled his words

From memory and began

To touch her darkest

Deepest places. Her light

Had been swallowed by darkness.

Who would save her now?

Who Knows You Like I Do?

Face it, we have a

Connection. It’s not

Just friendship. I know

You’re with him now, and

I know you masturbate to

Our memories when you

Think no one’s watching.

You can’t give me up. I’m still

Inside you. You might

As well let me fuck

You. You’ll feel better. My hands

Have traced the curves of

Your body so often,

It’s just muscle memory

By now. Come on. Don’t

Make me get rough with

You. Unless that’s what you want.

I’m game if you are.

Cubs Game

Babe, not here. Can you

Keep your hands to yourself? They

Are going to see

Us. Look. They saw us.

Okay. Okay. That does feel

Really fucking good.

Don’t stop. I don’t give

A shit about the hot dog

Guy. If you stop what

You’re doing before

I come, I will fucking kill

You! Oh my god. Yes.