Preeminent Prose (4 short ones)

In a darkened room he crept in
And slipped it in 
Pretending to be another
When she opened her eyes 
He couldn't help but smile 
Because he was his brother : rape


Snortin rocks bustin analog clocks
Shooting up dimes wasting time
Looking for that next line : addict


He missed his cue when he said I do and their hate came tumbling ever after

There's no such thing as a happy wife:
There's a lying wife
A cheating wife 
A subservient wife 
And a dead wife 


He loved her like the wind loved the rain and together they danced in fury making love in between stop lights. 




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