Missy & Vincent

♦ Missy and Vincent liked drinking and screwing, In their view, there was no overdoing. Until they’d get sloppy, And bed sheets got soppy, Chronic bed-wetting Missy’s undoing. ♦

The Prestige

♠ Contemplative he stared at the wavering ripples Of the water that moved ‘round the bowl, The hair had been artlessly plucked off his nipples, His left eyebrow, too, paid a toll. ♠ A lamp had been duct taped around his left arm, And a cereal box to his hand, The dog bone they’d left […]