NECKIN'
Original Fiction - ChocolateI am writing a poem.Original Fiction - Chocolate
But alas, I cannot write poems well.
I am writing a story, then. This is the story of chocolate. Sweet, tempting chocolate.
I asked you once, I asked you whether you wanted to alter history. Make the world our own. Create a new one, where people aren't afraid to dream. Dreaming: the art of the possible.
You said yes, and that was it. You were mine, I was yours, and we became the '07 Bonnie and Clyde.
Oftentimes, you and I made chocolate together. We never picked dates. It was random, utterly random. Like getting hit by lightning.
The first time,
Suicide, Such A Womanly WordThey shall find me dead. Another tragic Sylvia, Another pale Virginia. So delicately we all rest in our graves; These shadows of men, fled from life As a doe flees spindle-legged from a lion.Suicide, Such A Womanly Word
Only that we had a Samson to save us! He in all his strength could hold my tongue. We are but weaklings as lovers, Breaking like little girls, sweet Russian dolls. Only that he should kiss me into being, And whisper flesh to my frail, effete verse, Spill thick crimson on my pink watercolours.
I awoke in such a pleasant agony. A burning poison! seductive and
Absolute Beginnings
Promiscuous
