casa-novocaine
Posted by ~ jamiegirl
I wanted to melt him in a few drops of water on a spoon and suck him into a needle and inject him right in to myself. To run off with him in the dead of night to a motel room and smoke Marlboros and fuck and dance with him on a dirty dance floor in some dive bar with broken glass stuck to my shoes and write and paint and fuck and eat only food from the gas station across the street and not talk to anyone else. Drive until we find sagebrush, bare feet on the dashboard, tanned legs and a frantic skirt.
“Is it possible you’re my everything? …because if you said you liked my hands, I’d have to sit on them for 2 years…….but what happens
is that the well runs dry
and casa-novocaine
…is just some guy.
