103 seconds...Jimminey!

She stuffed her face with a third triumphant crumpet. I stood staring at this disgusting blob of society engorging on....treats?  The crumbs bounced down her rotund body and on to the floor, resembling the cascading downside of a fired work.  The mind mitigated cognition, yet tried to comply.  I started to open my mouth, yet I was afraid what would result, in the outside...world.  She continued consenting to the appealing succulent sounds of such possessively steaming treats...so sublime.  I motioned to decline a look of any kind, mind starring thru time, looking for the place when humans begin to gorge instead of forage.  It immediately brought me back to recent lives, so complacent, so much trashy slime...inside.  I understand now, how we American humans are the gluttons of times.  History will not look upon the G-Wiz or Prii...no, no.  It will focus on the disproportionate amount of waste humans produced at this time, their crap is in the land-fill and in my locale street.  I have been out mountain biking and seen the wrapper off this women's treat!

Was she not Contrived

I sfont remember what I just thought, yet I am here.

As thin lips of the debutante slide in behind signs,

The words spoken are the slippery minds of the times.

So she says, "If you say so.", with a tilt of the head and reticent hints of rhyme.

Demonic it sounded, twisting my intention and trying to contort my true self.

"I think I am gonna get going, now. Can I call you tomorrow?", I replied.

Sorrow dripped down her face, yet magic moo'd from her mouth,

"So sorry to sound simple, however we can talk tomorrow."

I contrived a nod signifying satisfaction.

"Ciao for a cow and cye you in Macau."

She chuckled and did not seem to try to mind.

How fine.

Desperate Cries

Let me tell you a story of a 29 year old who refused to listen.  

Time and time again people would try to talk to him,
Yet he would just cut you off and carry on and on.

Listening and then a try of interjected truth,
No, no, not finished he is never finished telling you.

It became a competition with him,
So I walked away once more.

Some attended the funeral today,
Died of a bacterial infected artery.

Went over nine days,
 High fever and continued to say,

"No!", ignoring his fiance too,
Again denying his dying body to prove...

Finally, in a sever state,
Three weeks after his first date
Of high fever.

She visits the hospital with a delirious mate,
He full of poor physical health and mind.

The doctors told him surgery could save him this time,
 He had to consent.

"No, no, no", he told the doctor,
"You cannot tell me what I have to do!",

Screaming like a toddler...
With more candy for the afternoon.

His parents finally said no too.