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. ...