Sunday, February 7, 2010

45*21

he met her at the boarding house
she had a mouth like a chihuahua
he had a sudden urge to kiss her
she pulled a gun and smiled like a ape
he hit her hard across the jaw
she fell into an ocean of salty dreams
he lit her cigarette and gave her a drink
she hit him with a red hot poker
he threw the black ace onto the bed
she knew she was as dead as coat hanger
he rang for room service but regretted it immediately
she had the child tied up in the other room
she hit him hard from behind with a bed knob
he melted some butter on the inside of his eyelids
she called downstairs for the rich lady in furs
he woke from a heavy horn sound into rage
she kissed him hard between the eyes
he went cross-eyed and wished he was born again
she lifted the bible from the night stand
he took it from her and he gave her a soft blow
she felt the tickle on her ass and they both laughed

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