The Luxurious Life of Benjamin Tomas.
A Collection of Oddities, Surrealism and Possibly Too Much Wine.
Saturday, April 9, 2016
Don't Wait Up For Me.
Baby liked to call me Danger because I was dangerous to your health. They would come far and wide just to lose their life. He used to call me daily, I'd hear his ring and turn to mush. He'd lay his hands on me, I'd lose my breath and feel the rush. No one ever told me that his love came with a price, someone should've warned me to read between the lines. He batted those lashes at me and I was helpless to resist. He blew the pipe ashes right at me and sealed it with a kiss. We started a short torrid affair, we were victims of the heart, we spent our days smoking out and our nights growing apart. He knew how to keep me happy but only for a little while. There was just something so reassuring about that deceitful smile. Ive been falling asleep on your side of the bed.
"Dont wait up for me" it was the last thing you said.
Nothing hurts more than the silence of your absence, nothing scares me more than the setting sun. Don't let go when you say goodnight, don't leave me with a kiss goodbye. As I heard his car speed away, nothing sounded more clearer than the words he didn't say.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Smoke.
I smoke in the morning,
I smoke at night,
I smoke before ten and I smoke before five.
I smoke when I'm happy,
I smoke when I'm enraged,
I smoke when my friends get engaged.
I smoke before work and
I smoke before bed,
I usually smoke before getting some head.
I smoke because I want to,
I smoke because I can,
In the words of Sam Smith, "I'm just a man".
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