you meet a girl
who nearly sucks a
hole into your neck.
she's had three too
many drinks
and thinks she's in
love after a cold
plate of calamari
and pretzel sticks.
when you get home
you pull your shirt
off and stare at
the purple bruise
on your neck.
it throbs with pain.
what's wrong people.
sucking on your
neck like that on
a first date?
you can't help
but wonder what
kind of upbringing
she had, how absent
her parents must
of been. the lack
of discipline.
it makes you have
second thoughts about
ever seeing that
vampire again.
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