theWICKED's blog: "THE WICKED"

I WAS SITTIN' FLICKIN' CHICKEN AND LOOKIN THROUGH THE PICKEN'S WHEN SUDDENLY....... THESE GAURDS BROKE DOWN MY WALLS. I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THEM AS THEY GRABBED ME BY MY SCROTUM AND STARTED PLAYING PING-PONG WITH MY BALLS. OH THE AGONY OH THE SHAME...TO MAKE MY PRIVATES PUBLIC FOR A GAME....

I WAS SITTING IN THE TEMPLE, I WAS MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS, I WAS LISTENING TO A LOVELY HEBREW MASS....... WHEN THESE PLATENT PEOPLE PLUNGED IN AND THEY THEW ME IN A DUNGEON AND SHOVED A RED HOT POKER UP MY ASS. IS THAT CONCIDERATE, IS THAT POLITE...AND NOT A TUBE OF PEPERATION H IN SIGHT.

SO I WAS ALONE WITH MY THOUGHTS AND COUNTING THE SECONDS DRIFT BY, BUT ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WAS YOU. TELLING ME WOULD ONLY DELAY REACTIONS, SO YOU SLOWLY FADED AWAY. I KNOW IT'S BEEN A LONG MOMENT IN THE PAST BUT THE FUTURE KEEPS FIGHTING ITS WAY TO THE TOP. IF I COULD FLY I WOULD CERTAINLY WALK TO YOU. HOW COME YOU LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE EYES, ARE YOU AFRAID TO FEEL THE LONELINESS THAT FOLLOWS MY SOUL. TRY IF YOU WILL TO ENTER THE MIND, AND WELCOME TO THE NEW.

....SHE DANCES LIKE A PEGGED LEG DRUNK. FORTUNE HAS HER NUMBER FOR SHE SLEEPS WITH EVERYONE. THE DAYS PAST NIGHT AGAIN, SO THE MOON STRETCHES ACROSS THE PLAIN OF SIGHT. THERE WAS A TIME FOR REMEMBERANCE, BUT IT SEEMS MORE CONVENIENT TO LET IT GO, FANCY ALTHOUGH I FORGOT, YOUR NAME AGAIN MY FRIEND? SURELY YOUVE WALKED PAST AND FIGURED ON WORDS THAT NEVER CAME, FOR WHEN I LOOK AT YOU I AM ONLY SPEECHLESS ON THE OUTSIDE, IT'S A DAMN GOOD THING YOU CANT READ MINDS. IF YOU COULD WOULD YOU SLAP ME OR SMILE? WHO KNOWS BUT YOU. ID DANCE TOO BUT I LEFT MY NEW SHOES AT THE STORE, REALLY NOW, I HAVENT EVEN BOUGHT THEM. DO YOU THINK IF I COULD HAVE ANYTHING IN THE WORLD, WOULD IT BE YOU??? WOULD I BE ME?? DO YOU KNOW MY NAME? COULD I CALL YOU BY ANOTHER....

THE DAY STARTED LIKE ANYOTHER DAY, NO WAIT...IT WAS NIGHT, YA THERE'S THE MOON. SO I WAS WALKING DOWN THE ROAD UP THE HILL AND IN THE DISTANCE RIGHT BESIDE ME I SAW THIS VISION. WAITING IN THE MIST LAY THE TEMPTATION OF THE HOUR. AS THE MINUTES PAST BY I HESITATED AND ALMOST LOST MY NERVE. SEE IN THE MIST LAY MY FUTURE, FOR THE MOMENT ANY WAY. HOW AM I TOO KNOW WHAT THE FUTURE HAS IN STORE FOR ME. WITH THE COURAGE I SURRENDERED TO HER WILL, NOT REALLY, I THINK I RAN WITH ANTISAPATION OF THE 20 SECOND OUTCOME AND FUFILLMENT THAT WOULD CARRY ME THROUGHOUT THE NEXT DAYS EVENING. COULD I BE HELD RESPONCIBLE FOR MY ACTIONS IF DESIRE LED ME TO GRADIFICATION. MY PLACE IN TIME WELL SPENT LAY ON THE RIVER BED STARING UP AT THE WATER. GOOD THING I HELD MY BREATH. DAMN WATERS COLD IN THE EVENING. I KNOW I SAID I'D CALL HER BUT I SWEAR I LOST HER. NUMBER THE THINGS I SHOULD HAVE DONE DIFFERENT IN THE PAST FOR I WISH NOT TO MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE TWICE. I GUESS AT THAT POINT I'D HAVE TO FIND A WAY TO DO IT FOR A THIRD, JUST TO BE SAFE. AS I PONDER THAT MY MIND DRIFTS............AND AGAIN I FEEL THE SENSE OF TOUCH. OVER MY SHOULDER,BESIDE MY HEAD SEEING THAT WHO'S DONE THE TOUCHING. BEAUTIFUL AND CALM MY GAZE WASHES OVER THE 2 BUMPS OF SWEATER MEAT HIDDEN WITHOUT. I CANT DANCE, BUT SHE CAN'T SING. TERRIBLE THING THAT SHE TRIES. I LOVE THE WAY IN THE WAY SHE TELLS STORIES WITH HER GLANCE. FRIGHTENED AT TIMES I UNDRESS HER WITH MY EYES CAREFUL TO AIR BRUSH HER IMPERFECTIONS WITH MY MIND. DIRTY BASTARD SHE'D SAY, BUT TIME HAS A WAY TO TURN THE NIGHT COLD. IN HER COMFORT I FIND RESOLVE, BUT ONLY FOR A SECOND. SHE'S A MEAN ONE WHEN SHE BITES MY HEAD OFF............FOR THE FIRST TIME I FELT IT AGAIN. HOW CAN I KEEP ON DRIFTING INTO HER. I'LL PONDER THIS WHILE I WALK THE NAKED MILE TO MY FRONT DOOR. THIS TIME IF I'M LUCKY THE DAMN THING WONT BE LOCKED. WITH EVERY STEP THAT LEADS ME CLOSER TO AHEAD, IM NOT SURE IF I NEED TO BE THERE. IM SURE SOMEONE WILL TAKE PICTURES OF WHATEVER I'D MISS, SO NO WORRIES. MY CLOSET IS OVERFLOWING WITH SHADOWS AND LIGHT. SOMETIMES THE ONLY THING I FEEL IS WHAT IM TOLD TO BELEIVE. HORSE SHIT, I'LL DANCE THROUGH THIS PARADE LIKE A MONKEY IN A TUX. ANYWAY IT'S NOTHING I CAN'T WASH OFF RIGHT.........AS I LAY ASLEEP IN THOUGHT I PONDERED THE AGE OLD QUESTION, MY TOAST NEVER FELL BUTTER SIDE DOWN, WHAT THE F@%K IS GOING ON WITH MY FOOD. OK IM RANTING NOW, POSSIBLY SHE STABBED MY HEART THROUGH MY BACK BUT I DONT CARE, SHES HOT. HER NAME ESCAPES MY REMEMBERANCE. SUDDENLY I AWAKE TO TURN ON THE DAYLIGHT THAT THEY SO DESPERATELY NEEDED. CAN YOU SEE THE DAYBREAK, OR ARE YOU STILL CONCENTRATING ON YOUR EYELIDS TOO? IS TEMPTATION ANYTHING LIKE A GOOD STORY THAT HAS NEVER BEEN TOLD? AWE HELL WHO WOULD KNOW THE ANSWER TO THAT ANYWAY, BUT I DIGRESS.......