Trident

Trident


I'm only lonely when I'm with you. You bring out the worst in me, a cavernous sinus and ear bleed blocking the causeway. Gallant, you try to pep me up but I timed out to your demonstrations.

On how to be happy. No please don't. It hurts can't you see? Blind just like a leper, screeching halt on the freeway. Driving distances from my life to yours. No, I don't want to come.Oh, grow up! Exasperation! Who wins this game is dead. Oh good, I will try my hardest.Grind grit grot grin you give me shingles. I scratch for you, my evil mate.

Oh, when will you stop trying to ‘fix me’? Can’t you tell I’m ok the way I am? Driven by a forklift he stammers as he talks; I want to smack the words out of him. Hardest-hit has to heave-ho. And off I go.