Flash Fiction month

Get ready for the next piss-stream, Folks! Float down the yellow river of flashfiction with yours truly in june!

The End of the Month-long Piss. Napowrimo napalm (put out)

29.
What the hell is the matter with you?
I take you to the movies and you want to talk
I take you out to the bars,
the restaurants, the ghettos, the burbs
and
TALK TALK TALK
no censure.

You give me this flaming fucking
dissertation
like a junkey 'sermon on the mount'

Drugs Drink Pain and Misery
and you remonstrate, condemn
and give me stupid advices

So, I bring you to a place without hardship
I give you love, security, stability
and all you do is stare at the fucking walls!

What the hell is the matter?!?



30.
I'm staring
into the tessellation of
white hexagons and
feeling the water
in the bath
slowly drain
by millimeters

I have been in this position
staring unthinking
through many days

The pull of the water;
the scent of clean skin

I am enraptured once again
by simple things