We
We don't talk now but we once did. I was there when it
all went wrong; a ghost, spirit or spectre? No just me. I saw you argue with
your wife, knew you'd blame me and be vicious. A Jack Russell. Who's the
postman?
You threw stuff, broke a picture on the wall. Threatened
to chuck ornaments at me, I sensed right then, your madness. If I made a stand,
would you back off or do me? I don't know what words made you like this; did
your wife say them?
Or am I to blame? My presence here in your home, in
her knickers next? You calm down and leave, best thing mate. She tells me what
happened; I'm in the middle again.
You're absence is noted, wifey and me watch Dante's
Peak. Nice moment.
Do I make a move? She's sat next to me, so easy to put
my arm round her. A kiss, feelings always there, a fuck, real love making
session, no going back. Silly gal never locked the door, you can catch us!
Do you want to? So you can kill us, prove you're right
or agree with something twisted inside your mad skull? I know the reason why.
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