mayo 29, 2011
Ilegal.
Tener tus ojos debe ser ilegal, y más si cuando mirás solo inspirás a pecar. Esa sonrisa peculiar de jugar a tentar letal es un dote que sí sabés cómo usar para matar. Te has armado de forma perfecta para hacerme agonizar tan muerte lenta, mientras tu boca violenta revienta dentro de mi boca como un rayo, una tormenta. Tus manos calientan piel solo de rozarla, y mis manos van jugando a conocer tu espalda, con toda la calma se alarga la delicia de mi expedición hacia tus nalgas. Y no hay más que una sola versión, una sola muestra total de perfección. Llenás de luz la habitación con tus brillos de neón, y yo sin trabajo suelto así un último botón y pienso 'tan solo las doce y no se escuchas voces, solo gemidos finos, sonidos del goce'. Para cerrar la noche con broche de oro, yo te llego al oido y susurro este coro: 'Eso no fue nada, ya estoy en confianza negra; si me regalás la mañana, te llevo hasta la noche plena'.
mayo 24, 2011
mayo 22, 2011
Build God, then we'll talk.
It's these substandard motels on the corner of 4th and Fremont Street appealing only because they are just that un-appealing. Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde, and the habit of decomposing right before your very eyes.
Along with the people inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy.
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin, accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie. She's getting a job at the firm come Monday. The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney. moonlighting aside, she really needs his money. Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition for that "virgin", yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before, after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact. There was a terrible crash between her and the badge.
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses, it's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde, and the habit of decomposing right before your very eyes.
Along with the people inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy.
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin, accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie. She's getting a job at the firm come Monday. The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney. moonlighting aside, she really needs his money. Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition for that "virgin", yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before, after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact. There was a terrible crash between her and the badge.
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses, it's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things.
mayo 18, 2011
mayo 17, 2011
There's a good reason these tables are numbered, honey. You just haven't thought of it yet.
Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman. From that moment you'll be out of place and under duress. I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it.
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...
When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes, everything goes according to plan.
I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it. Because you say so under your breath, you're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?".
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better, and you can't stand it.
Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain and I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas, and tonight you are a whispering campaign. I bet to them your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like shh...
Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears. And keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!", and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table, they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.
I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"
And I know it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...
When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes, everything goes according to plan.
I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it. Because you say so under your breath, you're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?".
Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better, and you can't stand it.
Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain and I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas, and tonight you are a whispering campaign. I bet to them your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like shh...
Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears. And keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!", and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table, they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.
I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"
And I know it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.
mayo 15, 2011
mayo 11, 2011
Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off.
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off her dress? Then think of what you did and how I hope to God she was worth it when the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch her skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any girl you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me. Boy, I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of, exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? You know it will always just be me.
So I guess we're back to us, oh, cameraman, swing the focus, in case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? Let's pick up, pick up.
Oh, now I do recall, we were just getting to the part where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish, did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster. So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
Let's get these teen hearts beating faster.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any girl you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me. Boy, I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of, exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? You know it will always just be me.
So I guess we're back to us, oh, cameraman, swing the focus, in case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? Let's pick up, pick up.
Oh, now I do recall, we were just getting to the part where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish, did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster. So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
Let's get these teen hearts beating faster.
mayo 08, 2011
mayo 06, 2011
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