Toxic Waste

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I wrote a long piece about how terrible you are. I accidentally opened the door to the black hole in my mind where you reside. I published it. Then I remembered it doesn’t matter WHAT you are or WHO you are. Whatever I feel for you on occasion is as fleeting and temporary as we were. 

So my long theory has the simplest conclusion: you are nothing. 

Daily Prompt: Theory

Inferno


I’m so hot, sweat pouring, mind soaring, another degree between you and me. I’m melting, its sweltering, I can’t let go, baby can’t you see? It’s so hot and you’re so cool, I’m a sucker, you call me your fool.  My temperature’s rising, but being near you, it’s not surprising. I’m going up another degree, nerves roiling like an angry sea, what’s this thing between you and me?  You make me shiver, you make me quiver, I’m your sweet little gift giver. I climb and I shake, I give and you take, make me rock like an earthquake. Sweat flowing, mind blowing, your eyes got my body bowing. Come here, please stay, I’ll show you what it means to play. I can’t stand this heat, you taste so damn sweet, come back and sweep me off my feet. Scorch me with your fingertips, I cant help but give in, destroy me again with your fiery kisses of sin. 

Daily Prompt: Degree