It’s all a game.
The blood.
The cries.
The agony.
It’s all a game.
The darkness.
The silence.
The betrayal.
It’s all a game.
The poison.
The death.
The murder.
The rules are simple.
The fun and easy so play along.
How do you know you’ve won you ask?
Well, you don’t.
That’s the fun.
You can only infer that you have because there will be no one to tell you otherwise. So if you win or lose, don’t...
Sex
At nighttime we pretend.
It’s easier in bed.
Our heightened emotions
distort into a twisted
desire to have each other close.
Money
We act like we have it.
Lavish trips and enough
left over for a few hits.
Power
We bathe in it.
She likes control.
I like being controlled.
Sex, Money, Power.
Many would say we lust and we envy.
That we are filled to the brim with greed.
But we will carry ...
Your words drip down your teeth
like honey. My words cut you with
every breath. Your face falls beneath
a halo. My face falls beneath a pair
of horns. Your eyes shine like the
light I need at the end of my tunnel.
My eyes bring tears to yours. You
don’t think I notice.
Two cups sit on a table. One reads
water, the other reads poison. You
know which is which yet you chose
to drink poison. ...
