that
night on
the 405 freeway
you
partially drunk
ready to fuck
fleeing
home from
that shitty bar
my
cock swelling
already in anticipation
unexpectedly
our plans
derailed by fate
a
blue minivan
rear ending us
all
sexual tension
ruined by chance
it
had to
release some way
i
grabbed one
of your heels
walked
calmly towards
family of three
smiled
warmly as
window rolled down
before
apology given
i swung hard
brought
shoe down
against stiff skull
he
trapped by
seat-belt and fear
bashing
as furious
muscle would allow
you
watching assault
in rear-view mirror
blood
spraying beautiful
like peacock tail
palmed
his skull
thrusting violently forward
nose
broken against
steering wheel column
wife
screamed annoyingly
during the melee
strided
over to
the passenger side
grabbed
the stupid
bitch by hair
pulling
her out
through open window
frail
body dumping
on cold asphalt
kicked
her solid
in soft ribs
entered
the car
to face child
displayed
father's head
scalp flapping forward
"this
is what
happens when you
throw
rocks at
the fucking pitbull"
i
whispered
to reticent child
leaving
the family
under indifferent moon
you
seemed terrified
eyes twinkling wide
the
night lost
i thought "fuck
it"
and slipped
a bloody finger
between
black skirt
parting trembling thighs
it
being the
wettest pussy felt
we
drove home
listening to talk-radio
my
chi spent
on the 405
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6 comments:
Love this. LOVE
i hate the 405
auw,
compliment accepted.
anonymous,
thank you.
xtx,
i hate la. this bullshit romance bukowski and fante started over this place i don't get.
i'm from the bay area, so feeling superior to LA is in my blood.
let's crush them all j....
I knew JD would bring it.
gena,
i know i wrote it, lol
xtx,
i am a orange county native (sadly i keep a secret these days)
you get em from the north and i'll crush them from the south.
ani,
yes, tits out and fingers in the air (if i were a chick)
kris,
thank you. i like how you spell your name. it makes you exotic like anal sex with pregnant women
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