banter and silly panther

ghosts were filled in my room. i saw a child, streak across the vacuum. i needed lights. she slept on the outside, for i was selfish bastard. drinks filled, drinks poured. sleep. i walked into the abyss, saw the women i needed. love. saw the pink. hiding on the shelf. steam and closure. "this is what you want." nay. will. i turned and laughed. the towel hanged from the rod, unable to do its job. fired. tear. i said, "fuck it." wish you were here. wake up wake up wake up. she was waiting for me, eyes lying and body waiting. i told her of tales of the ancients; tales of england and grit. you. we listened to the burgeoning sounds of 2009 soul. i enjoyed the potato fermented in a bottle of consumerism. "you're beautiful." buy buy buy. apart. we hold each other in an embrace. her feet upon mine; song over. sleep.