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Prom Date With Britney Spears.

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She eats hourglass prophecies
and spits out the sand on the
finest carnival-scam beaches

His scissor-sharp ego
cuts her power chord
with w(h)et chainsaw

She chews on clocks, crunching numbers,
but only swallowing the second hand;
this won’t take longer than a minute

Condom in one hand, crystal ball in the other,
he tosses both aside like brittle
because one clearly needs two hands to ‘work’

{ This is where the “fuck” evolves into “fucking up” }

Paper-clip-lips tremble, “staple me together; I’m falling apart...”
Sycophant Scarecrow moans “stitches tearing, straw loosening; sew me back together...”
Mouths zipped tight, breathily musing “origami ripping; super glue my folds shut...”

Reading between the contour lines of sweaty palms,
swindling fortune teller predicts abdominal inflation
followed by nine-month train wreck to paternal abortion.

One can’t repair broken glass no matter
how much duct tape is wasted; there’s
no forcing Sunshine into snow globes

Due date passed;
bloated balloon cocoon hatches
twenty-three pound deadweight
My name is French for 'Soothsayer'
How cool is that ?

(Chiromancy vs Scrying vs Divination By Office Supplies Vs Lecherous Control Freaks Vs. Messed-Up Futures)
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but a window of broken glass lets the light through differently. perhaps there are prisms in the broken angles.

and sunshine does not need to be in a snowglobe. the most glorious, the most magical snowglobes, are lit internally or with a flashlight in the darkness. then every cast, upward swirling snowflake dreams in the hush of lowlight.