in response to jonny rat's missed connections, some perverse little writings. I submit my own perverse writing, the reason ive not done anything at work for half ann hour.......
Your veins, like strips of licquorice floating in soup. Your skin, folded like canyons, cracked like old wood. Your face, a slowly melting ice cream, suspended on withhered stilts. Your lips, two sallow strips of wisened flesh, sitting like sundried tomatoes on an old pizza. Your eyes, black as your heart, shrivelled like prunes in the sun. Your breath, mixed with mine, a vile cocktail, yellow like the sun, beautiful like a flower. Your nose, waves of skin falling from a bony peak, nostrils gaping as wiry hair curls out from underneath. I kiss you on the cheek, the mouth, and I stay. I stay