sleepy euphoria mindful of consequence rumpled sheets and jumbled mind i follow the rhythm of my body primal and sweaty i feel like i should hold back but solid reasoning escapes me soft kiss on the nape of my neck nails dig into his back. "keep it down or they'll hear you" easier said than done "I hope this isn't just a one time thing" Of course not...but I have to think about it physical release leaves my body content but mind racing hold fast. try not to run this time. * * * sullenly sitting cerebral decay time ticks by, but silently the smoothness of digital. life thrives on the outside observed from the inside through glass masquerades with grimy highlights. familiar drudgery contained in classrooms stagnant scenery and stale air supporting general information being bandied about occasionally striking the light a futile flame in the ignorant dark fizzling away to ash. malable mindsets marred by cynicism and misuse i sulk here battling atrophy, breath measuring minutes until the final scream of release. * * * she stares him dead in the eyes and searches his face for sympathy it is a cold january, though the frost has not yet come. his level gaze stings, like that time he slapped her, but she never was one for memories. he takes a quiet breath and starts to speak. her eyes wild with anticipation he is taking too long. she bursts out-- "IF YOU LOVE ME, KILL ME!" and clutches at the revolver. tears caught at the floodgates, he finally clasps her hand. A slight hint of tenderness and she knows it is the end. his caress loosens her grip on the slim, metal weapon. he drops it at her feet and softly says, "I never loved you."