Incest.Another Love One Hundred Thirty.

Incest.

                                                    

Another Love One Hundred Thirty.

 

 

 

Life’s bedside story to lullaby the Capricorn.“Will they be equal parts?” “It all depends on how many times we did it in the past. Love is a blond and chubby baby. It throws strawberry ice creams. It intervenes in the affairs of gods of love. They always are in their teens. If they want it, they want it now. I leave you no choice. Dissect it into equal thirds”. “I need to ask wise Solomon”. “Don’t bother him with how. Don’t bother bleeding, do it now and rip it into thirds”.

 

 

 

 

 

“I’ve always hated being an oyster,

Deadly attached to a big fish,

My lonely stay in the dark kingdom,

 Would have been funny and too funny,

If there had not roamed a hungry zombie squad,

I did decide long time ago,

If I met zombies in the street,

I couldn’t stand running and hiding,

I couldn’t stand being scared,

I would have let them bite me,

It was exactly what I did,

The moment I was bit,

I felt that gracious happiness was sadness,

Then I invented a new fright,

My biggest terror was,

“If you stop loving me one night,

 Don’t think that I will hate you,

If you stop loving me, I’ll die,

I’ll hate living my empty life,

I’ll disavow my existence,

The very night you love me not,

I won’t be alive”,

 I didn’t want to die,

That’s why I cultivated my persistence,

I turned into a missing person,

Annoying flyers on windshields”,

“Did you forget to leave a trail?

 Leaving behind the crumbs of cake,

Or hungry birds pecked them away,

You lost the path to the love nest”,

“I grew into a creature,

Who started missing much,

I lost the path that led me to myself.

I cloned demons every night,

He was allergic to the cats,

Made from molasses gingerbread,

It didn’t stop him from collecting,

Looking alive dead owl heads,

I didn’t study safety regulations,

I did forget my anti-future plan,

‘Love is a wicked witch,

She is the only one,

Out of hand we give her any right,

To lie, to bring us down and to mock,

To torture us,

Love is  humiliation’.