Just words

rapid flutter of his thoughts..

ecstatically..

stuck on her like a

triggered booger

stuck in the periphery of cold nostrils

stumbling on red finger nails

 

woohooo..moisture in tear

 

she with her mausoleum eyes

and squashed-pumpkin lips

her chocolate-chip chin melting

on her vanilla-like nordic neck

throwing papercut words

wrapped in pious underpants

 

he with his gargantuan eye-bags

and his stopped short of helping words

gloomily following the trails of his disturbing verbiage

distracting intricate signages of deprived doodles

 

and that was that

bridge is empty now.

 

Signed

A (dot)