Saturday, July 24, 2010

Whiskey

Whiskey is her name and she's a girl i wouldn't expect you to know. It's a name that you have to say through your teeth, even if you're moaning it. Your parents sneak away and she comes to get you. Drags those lessons out of you through your skin and sleep, coercing you into an education, coaxing you into her warned ways. She comes from a broken family- or town, one of those things, that's what Mother said.  Father has pictures of her but would beat you silly if he ever knew.

She writes on the temple walls once a year and i haven't read in many, let's hope i can soon.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i wish i fucking wrote this, it's so good z!