The Nasty Hedonist Clears His Throat

Really, I’m only watching this

with half an eyeball. He quickly covered up

the last of the trapdoors

and said goodnite. You look so cute

in your profile picture, too,

but then, who are you?

Questions are for someone else.

So how come we can never

see her face?

It’s so boring to be constantly degraded.

Dramamine in the trophy room,

it was necessary

to keep from falling prey to the gaze

of all those glass-eyed heads.

You have to admire the effort

all considered. We didn’t know the cat’s name

so we contented ourselves

with offerings of melted cheese.

Well, that last line was a mistake

but she wasn’t good with make-up

and wished to learn. Mistakes

are stepping stones

to slipping overboard.

Then what?

Don’t ask.

Every girl should be that way,

George said.

That was ages ago.

Before the end of the story

became obvious, let’s say,

as a frayed knot

and we were doused in cartoon.

Meanwhile, the wildfires were still burning

as if anyone had to ask.

Yet they did.