Monday, February 25, 2008


The wife wanted out. Well, at least
she thought that she was pretty sure
it would happen, but on her terms.

However, one night went away in shame.

Her husband wrestled naked with
some fellow middleclass people.

A man and a woman.

The man was one of her husband’s new friends.
A married union carpenter and bowler was all she knew about him.

He did things to her husband that
she never would have thought of doing.

The woman was a topless dancer at The Fire Peach.
She was convinced to party with the two men over
Alabama Slammers and dead president paper.

The two men pleasured each other while
the woman counted her money again.
With one hand she adjusted
a black strap-on.

With the other she removed her earrings.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Things would have been just fine Saturday had I not forgotten I left two people in my car. Ha,ha.

6:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am currently working on my first romantic/gothic novel that deals a lot with women who suck blood in the night from beefcake men who crack coconuts on their ribs... it'll take place in early (or late) 90's and center around a married, turned divorced, turned married widow who either cheated on or killed her second husband... the truth will be unveiled in the final scene when Fabio (as it seems) literally jumps off the page... the whole thing turns into a "Choose Your Own Adventure" Novel and the reader cries in shame? (Or is it pain?) Under the pseudonym Neil Kelley. (I've decided my pen name will have an extra "e") I’m writing under the working title (though in no time this should be a full blown series, I suspect bigger than “Narnia”) The Fatal Affair in the Hollywood Hills.

I’m also thinking of a spin-off called “The Fatal Fair in the Hollywood Hills” which takes place during the same time… in the same location only the novel shifts itself to center around a group of kids involved in a dastardly crime. Who stole the money? Who killed Mr. Farris Wheel? The gang is back together in this heart pumpingly captivating tale of mischief and revenge.

Christ, I think I need an agent.

Back to poetry.

Take David’s class and we can write each other love poems and wink at each other when he speaks…

8:57 AM  
Blogger Neil Kelly said...

You need to lay off the PCP.

9:41 PM  
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7:51 AM  

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