Wednesday, February 27, 2013

i plugged out of her auric field, to many defence mechanisms, all that university education just warped her personality into one massive fortress of impenetrable energy, ugly with some sort of self righteousness and academic superiority, brainwashed with some memetic virus that tied her in knots, light poured out from the holes in her aura and even when i smiled at her she was already deep in defensive mode.
i could play it two ways, one would be to lull her into a sense of security, prostrate myself upon her superior needs, be the submissive for her insecurity. i couldn't do that, it's against the laws of nature, well my nature.
we were knee deep in dead glasses, neon seeping through the windows, doors half closed, glimpses of a thousand dramas, glimpses into anther persons tragedy, smoke hung around the room, the ceiling fan just churned it around, there were cracks in the ceiling, holes in the walls. 
some people were laughing, i think they were breaking up, and falling in love again, reviewing their time together. we looked at them, she looked cynical and made a funny face.
'hey love works in mysterious ways right?'
'it just don't work, people should get over it.'
'your just a bitter and twisted, hard done by. who was it who broke your heart?'
'i don't have a heart mission, you know that.'
it's true she was heartless, i don't even know what i was doing with her. she went to the bar and i watched her hips, her legs were pretty good in that skirt to, and she had that femme fatale look that all men desire. 
i sighed.
'just like a moth to a flame.' a woman with red hair stood next to me said.
what could i say, it was a perfect analogy.
'set the controls for the heart of the sun.'
'or alternatively the moon,' she smiled, i smiled and while the femme fatale was getting cocktails we slipped out. 


  

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