Saturday, March 11, 2017

What do you see when you turn out the light?

What do you see at the moment of orgasm?

What?

They were driving at night and all was quiet. 

I was trying to think of the most intimate question ever.

You should think about writing lyrics.

She grunted.  We've already talked to death about sex.

Is there a way to be bored by sex? Can it ever really get boring as a topic?

The silence that followed in the car answered that question.

I have this image of a field near my house, where I grew up. It's slightly random. I wonder if it means something. Like maybe I'll get into an accident nearby and its me looking into my last moment.  Or maybe not.
She let her voice trail off into the night.

Hmm. He grunted. I'll have to think about that, he said out loud, 10 miles later.

He knew exactly his answer to the question. But he didn't know how to say it out loud to her.

I get by with a little help from my friends 
Joe Cocker,Woodstock 

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