lover

1 she had a secret lover boyfriend, girlfriend, beloved, love, darling, sweetheart, inamorata, inamorato; mistress; partner, significant other, main squeeze; informal bit on the side, toy boy, boy toy; dated ladylove, beau; archaic swain, concubine, paramour.

kiss miss piss and other stories

Will you kiss me? Will you kiss me and hold me and stay for a while? If you kiss me and hold me, I will kiss you back and hold you. And I will wonder what about the rest of them, what about the ones you forgot about, what about them, will you, will you one day remember them, the ones you forgot about. And in the morning I will wake up before you do, if you kiss me, I will wake up and bring the water and wash your forehead, because it was very warm during the night and you have fever, it was very warm the heating on five. And you will have never been kissed before and my armpits will smell but you will not mind and the rest of them will have broken the wine and will have drunk it with the pieces of glass inside and I will take my tights off and we will walk back home barefoot or shoeless whichever you like, if you kiss me.

And the light will be too light and when you will write to me for the first time I will run around the house barefoot or shoeless whichever you like, like that night, the night that you had never been kissed before and that the rest had broken the wine and drunk it with the pieces of glass inside. And you will have fever again and I will bring the water and wash your forehead and my armpits will smell but you will not mind. But, only if you kiss me. And you will say I imagined that, I imagined me saying to you I have never been kissed before and you saying let’s go outside, I imagined that you will say your house is too warm and I have fever I imagined you will say, but only if you kiss me and hold me and I will not smoke and I will not drink and I will not eat and I will not bathe, only if you kiss me.

this thing

this is the start of a beautiful something and the beginning. Start and beginning are somehow different is sorts. For once, a start is a verb too. Beginning too is a verb, of course, but not really. I like it when you go away. I like it, because a. you write to me letters and b. in your letters you call me your little one, c. I get to sneak in your room and lie on your pillows ad nobody knows. I am cold now. I am hot in your bed with the pillows or reading your letter my little one. I am in the toilet, writing this and being cold. I had three salads today. To make up for yesterday and the day before when I had no salads You cannot find the question mark on the keyboard, you say, maybe because there are no questions to be asked. You cannot find Z either, perhaps because Z is nearly the end and this thing has not yet ended. I like to put off my cigarette in the tap, because it complains. I then have to wrap it around, because it stains.

all the things

I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you and I am not copying this I am writing it anew each time I hate you I hate you and I am not copying not even once I hate you I hate you you bastard how lame how lamely lame of me to write this how lame how many times I have to write how many times to let it rest how many it's not enough it's almost not enough I thought and I don't care about the trains about the broken buttons the torn collars the seized sleeves the no I don't want the I will never the I will always the cannot I'm afraid the forever the somehow the sometime the calm down the be on time the stay alive the claim twice the bullies the trulies the bags and the purses the mercies the fuck fuck tenses the will be yours will be mine the forever yours forever mine the fuck you and fuck mine the you never have you never can you never bum you never lam how lame of me how lame how lamely lame to write this you never come on time which time what time you fuck you not time there is no time to moan to stay to cry to try to lie to fry your balls in the oven with olive oil and tomato juice and all the things you like there is no time for you or me or all the things in between and mine yes mine