Pillow Sweat

Sweating, burning hot red tears for years on what we called

The lonely state. Nobody can love anybody else

As if a bullet would even things out a bit

we all jump eventually.

Driving and driving driving and driving and driving driving

I could hate you so much right now.

Pulling prophecies from the gut; where you feel it

Too deep for me

Pull on the line, drop the sinker

Pull in your legs, shut the door. Lay back.

Kill yourself.

 

Tough act to follow

Huge c***s to swallow

As if ruining ourselves made us easier to love.

People never live up to the warped instantaneous hallucination pillow sweat I toss and turn over

All

Night

Long.

Reviews

[KCthelastboyscout]

This is a provocative story. Powerful and honest.
If your goal was to capture the reader's attention you have succeeded.
This will stay with me for a while after reading it

[Zatoichi]

Pillow sweat, as a title so evocative, therefore provocative, and melancholy.
Your words paint a familiar picture, one from which I am forever fleeing, to no real effect.