Congealed Blood

Sitting on the toilet seat...fiddling with the tissue holder... a boulder fell from above.
lovemaking or plain fucking...whatever you name it...moaning and groaning...a boulder fell from above
playing with the engagement ring...wondering...a butterfly shaped diamond one...a boulder fell from above
listening to meaningless mushy songs...thinking of 'ol fucked up love... a boulder fell from above
kneeling down for a prayer...thanking the almighty... ha ha ha... a boulder fell from above
watching the sunrise...the crimson rays spreading their wings...a wake-up stretch... a boulder fell from above
brain ticking... a boulder fell from above

Excerpts from a coversation over stale coffee

sex is so ephemeral re
it jst vanishes...
yes, you can't hold on to it
It has a chewing gum value to it
You chew, chew and chew...as soon as the sweetness is over you'd like to throw it away only for someone else to step on your chewed rubber.