She stalks him in the deep of the night
Walks the battered footpaths inscribed with forgotten teenage love affairs,
plastered in blood and broken glass, strewn like shattered dreams gently cajoled to
the surface, gently ebbing like sad memories of disillusionment and slit wrists, and
past the streets defaced with the depressing haikus of a fucked up people
She watches as the dilapidated houses sway side to side, as if they were held
together with double sided sticky tape, and takes special note of the neon signs
advertising ‘Girls!Girls!Girls!’
And she waits patiently for him
Deftly moves back and forth from place to place, weaving the delicate cadence of the
illusion of movement, but she never really goes anywhere
Because time is nothing to her
She could wait for an eternity
She could go on like this forever if she wanted to
Forever and ever, and ever
Round and around and around
While she waits she kisses all of the other boys and makes them cry, and briefly
takes them away from their lives of chagrin and little consequence
For a moment, she makes them happy
For some time, there is no more self-deprecation, flagellation and masturbation
But eventually even the sun sets in paradise
And then they are back to drowning in their reservoirs of shit
She sets a devious trap
Seducing
Stimulating
Manipulating
Until he blindly stumbles in
Then she pounces
Devours him whole
Gently and irrevocably
She envelops his whole body in her noxious saliva
He does not fight it because he enjoys it
She has convinced him that it is fun:
Carefully coloured her own need with desire–
–convinced him that he was everything she ever wanted and that she was
everything he will ever need
She deprives him of all life
Slowly sucks it out
Only stopping when nothing remains
And he is a dead, shrivelled up heap of oblivion
***
Staring at his lifeless body, she smiles to herself
Content
She picks up the menu
And moves on