Monday, May 22, 2006

Thin lines

Tears that well up behind your eyelids and are blinked back because it is neither the time nor the place nor is there reason enough when you stop to think about it logically but the surprise stinging like an sudden slap in your face and twisting your guts because you really weren't expecting it and the sharpness of finding out that you were taking liberties that aren't yours to take like blood in your mouth and the uneasy shock of realising that you were demanding too much and that you need to for fuck's sake stop stop stop being like a silly puppy that gets its tail trod on for chewing through one slipper too many while trying to be playful, so achingly young.