Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

3 sleeping pills
2 packs of cigarettes
a pint of rum &
4 joints later
she just
might be
willing
to fuck you
but, if I were you,
I wouldn't
wait up.

Have some madiera, m'dear.
The words seemed to ring in her ear.
Until the next morning, she woke in her bed
With a smile on her lips and an ache in her head...
And a beard in her lug 'ole that tickled and said:
Have some madiera, m'dear!

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Please pardon the quote, your “write” reminded me of an old folk song from the sixties. The 1760's I think.

I enjoyed reading

Thank you.

Oh my....

Some tall odds.

I slept because
I didn't want to stay awake
and fear outright rejection from a
junkie lover

but

I secretly hoped
she might rape me in my sleep
(and prayed
to be forgiven for such
shallowness)
and nod her head to my
manhood—

and

I gave
in to my legitimate addictions
for the blackout
to allow a possibility that I'd been had
even if I was unaware when mourning
came.