Worth Every Penny

A 16 0z. jar of Miss Jessie’s Baby Buttercreme to rub into each other’s hair in the morning before we go to work, $60. You calling me at my desk to tell me you get a hard-on everytime you turn your head and smell buttercreme cuz it reminds you of me… Priceless. ©2013 Tilc de MonVeneris

Imaginaryou

Oooh! You’ve gone and done it now! Broke up with me in the real world, did you? Well, little did you know my Imaginaryou world was thrivin-throbbin all along running a parallel undercurrent to this rockyass relationship waiting in the wings to pick me up where your reality  dropped me off.   And he drives… Continue reading Imaginaryou

she ain’t me

asked several stupid questions to  to which i got the appropriate stupid answers stupidest of mine being “what does she do for you that i didn’t, couldn’t wouldn’t do?” didn’t give me nothing for that one. i’ll just assume your contentment comes from the fact that she  ain’t me. ©2013 Tilc de MonVeneris  

EMERGENCY

I asked you for the truth rather than lie both cut like a knife but at least now I know where all that blood is coming from and it will be my choice to either bleed out or put pressure on the wound until I can get to someone else for help   I see… Continue reading EMERGENCY