Wax on, Wax off

Originally posted on Diary of a Person Being Human:
Wax on, wax off; Like a train-wreck waiting to happen. All that latent animosity that is akin to sexual tension, Why don’t you just get it on and have it out, off, done with, whatever! My guile, your denial. My angst, your axe to grind. What makes you so special anyway? Who put you on a throne of metalised sentiment Ready for the next sucker to come along and fill your over-worn shoes? Did no one tell you the position wasn’t permanent? Well I have news for you, you overrated pompous,… Continue reading Wax on, Wax off

Snapshot stories – The Ineffable Mr. Andrews (part two)

I see you here and I’m counting the minutes, tick-tock, tick-tock. I know I’ve got you in the palm of my hand as always, but I never know which way you’re going to go. I want to talk to you about stuff, but I never know how to approach you without making it sound like I’m chatting you up, or something. I’m a bit sheepish and dog-eared like that. I’m busy but I want to stop and chat, find out what you’ve been doing with your day. Married people do that, but we’re not married! I don’t even really know what you look … Continue reading Snapshot stories – The Ineffable Mr. Andrews (part two)