People Ain't No Good

It's over, but I continue to lie over the spanking bench, unwilling to break the spell. I can hear John shuffling around the apartment. A chink of ice in a glass, some liquor being poured. In a little while the TV will go back on.

I am in my place of escape. I am in the world of adventure I knew from books I read as a child; a world where no one talks or makes demands or answers back; a world where boredom vanishes, where loneliness no longer matters.

Outside in the street, the traffic never ceases. I hear Too-bad's mocking refrain as he accosts yet another female victim.

'Baby, you don't have to die to go to heaven.'