commuting in by myself this morning,
I was startled to look into the opposing lane
and see my demon
driving the other way
in a shiny new Prius
her round face
and knuckle mouth fixed
on the road ahead.
I couldn't help but rubberneck
as she moved slowly along, eyes focused
on some other target.
what is this
to be filled with longing
for recognition
from a thing which sucks life from you,
like lips on your cracked femur,
tongue lapping
and slurping.
my cell phone rings as I turn into the parking lot -
"Did you see me? Wasn't I good?" she slickers.
"I was totally like 'I don't see you?'
and you were totally like
'I hate you - I think - no wait...'
LOL!"
The Prius was red.
I was startled to look into the opposing lane
and see my demon
driving the other way
in a shiny new Prius
her round face
and knuckle mouth fixed
on the road ahead.
I couldn't help but rubberneck
as she moved slowly along, eyes focused
on some other target.
what is this
to be filled with longing
for recognition
from a thing which sucks life from you,
like lips on your cracked femur,
tongue lapping
and slurping.
my cell phone rings as I turn into the parking lot -
"Did you see me? Wasn't I good?" she slickers.
"I was totally like 'I don't see you?'
and you were totally like
'I hate you - I think - no wait...'
LOL!"
The Prius was red.
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