Ahhhhh YEEEEES,
that's what I love, the hopelessness.
When they realize, they are NOT going to survive.
There's a moment, when death takes the eyes
Snuffing out the infernal light of hope.
That's why I choose so carefully.
They must be extraordinarily ALIVE.
I want them to FIGHT to live,
to draw breath one more time.
It does nothing for me to snuff
what is not loved, hopeless fucks
who welcome the end
they see in my face.
Mother-fucking cheats.
I rip them to shreds.
The fucking nerve,
not giving me my money's worth.
So I've learned.
Become a Connoisseur.
Of course that takes time.
You would not believe the lengths
to which despair will go to hide it's face.
Nope, I can wait,
you gotta get to know a person.
See if they're the ONE.
Heh, heh, excuse me,
I should say the NEXT one.
I gotta admit, I'm a bit of a glutton.
You know how it is, when you get a taste
of something reaaalllyyy gooooood.
Gobble, Gobble...make a pig of yourself, eh?
Now this ONE, I'm working on, this one SHINES.
A fuckin FLOOD light, she GLOWS with ALIVE.
Guards herself like freakin' Fort Knox.
Won't allow a risk on a whim for nothin'.
I've tried a dozen times to get her alone.
She says she's hard to get to know...
Let me tell you, she's so self-possessed
A new star in the Joffre Ballet,
poetry in the flesh.
Soars through the air like she can FLY.
I can hardly wait to knock this little bird out of the sky.
I never thought I'd indulge my little sport
So close to home,
I'm the silver-spoon born sort of course.
My parents spoiled me.
I mean they REALLY spoiled me.
Gave me every single fuckin god-damned thing I ever wanted.
The fuckin SNAKE, and the god-damned CUNT.
Leaving nothing, not a god damned novel thing
to do for fun, that I haven't already done.
Yeah, I blame my craven indulgences on my childhood.
It was too god-damned good.
Ahhhh, there's the rush, the little flutters in the gut.
You see, she finally agreed.
The Dancer that is.
Tonight is our first date.
I've promised to be completely discreet.
She doesn't want ANY one to know her private life.
Heh, heh. I assured her I don't kiss and tell.
Didn't mention, I don't kill and tell either.
I have a reputation to uphold, you know.
Adding your comment:
my pleasure! ~Tia
keep it up! You def. have talent in heaps!
