My skates hit the ice
It was my first time
She said I should try it
She?
My new love
We’ve been together for three days
It’s been a whirlwind of passion and romance
We’ve ridden the whole roller coaster of love in 3 days
She sultry, she’s dangerous, she as crazy as a hungry sea otter at a wedding
One minute we’re giggling and running naked thru the meat packing plant
The next she’s screaming and beating me around the neck and head with a belt
I somehow loved it all
She wanted me to try skating
She wanted to watch me
I was a little nervous and my skates were a little loose
I was unsteady and I fell
It was a bad fall
My face hit the ice full on
I heard my nose break and felt many of front teeth shatter
But I wasn’t going to stop
Stenchka wanted to see me skate, and skate I would
I was bleeding quite a lot
I struggled up and started again
Two strides later I fell
Backwards this time
I felt my skull split when it slapped the ice
More blood, some dizziness
I may have been unconscious for a moment, I’m not sure
I looked back at Stenchka
She was smiling
Watching me with her dead puppet eyes
Where she was from I didn’t know
She didn’t talk a lot
Maybe from the Middle East, maybe from
God I loved her
People were screaming and pulling their children off the ice
There was a lot of blood
I kept trying…just one lap
I fell again
My arm was twisted behind my back when I went down
It broke and I felt the bone break thru the skin
I cried out
I focused hard and waved to Stenchka
She mouthed the words
‘Skate my love, skate’
I stood one last time
I was hardly aware of where I was or who I was
I just wanted to skate for Stenchka
I must have fallen again, as my leg is in a cast now
My jaw has been wired shut, and I have metal pins in my arm
I never saw her again
As quick as she appeared in my life
She disappeared
But I’ll remember her
Her crazy laugh that sounded like a blender just before it breaks down
Her lighting quick temper and her tiny paw like hands
I just wish I hadn’t tattooed Stenchka on my neck
I think that may have been a bit premature
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