The Atomic Blue Blog is the work of Kerouaced. He lives and works in a heavily fortified brick compound in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania which is guarded by two attack Chihuahuas. Where does reality end and fiction begin? It's hard to say. ©2004-2024 Kerouaced
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
See Ya
You of course do understand why I shut the door, barred it with a railroad tie, propped a Buick up against it, and stacked cases of TNT at the base. Is it really that hard to figure out? No, I won’t be lying on the other side. I’m not your doormat. I know you’ll be lying on your side; it of course is your nature. There will be moments of doubt as I’m cruising down that highway mad on animal tranquilizers and lust. I will look in the rearview mirror and claw at the vinyl, I will ooze down between the seats and come up with a rattlesnake in my teeth but I ain’t ever coming back to open that door. So babe, the last time, was really the last time. Stick your tongue in the keyhole I dropped some acid in there, that’s the last trip you’ll take on my dime…
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4 comments:
Damn, why won't my comments come to my E-mail address?
sometimes those damn doors just need to fucking close..
the Buick was a nice touch.
Your metaphoric writing is sensational. I can feel the pain as if it happened to me.
Steve, if this is true to life, hang in there. My wife recently left me, so I'm with ya brother.
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