an indecent proposal from the mind of a madman.

an indecent proposal
from the mind of a madman.
+++++++++++++++++++++++

hello stranger i love
you do you want to
fuck?
ill likely hate myself
in
the morning, but i hate
myself
now so whats the
difference?

(nevermind. i
hate
you. but i might
love
you later on enough to
make hate a
memory.)

but just because
i hate
you doesnt mean
we cannot
fuck

youre pretty (for
a
psycho) and im
a psycho
so it seems to make
perfectily
illogical
sense that we would
fornicate like psychotic
apes
trapped in a wilderness
of lust.

++++++

2 hours later.

they wake up.
she slaps him.
he light a smoke,
whispers "and here
i'd thought you'd
still respect me in
the morning love.
i hate you. nice meeting
you. goodbye."

(the end. thankfully.)

jsh