THE STOLEN KISSES OF PEPO PUMM

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THE STOLEN KISSES OF PEPO PUMM

        This is the sound of two hands clapping off the dust.  I’m done.  I’m done thinking about her.  I have abraded my pride for years now.  I have abraded my pride to the quick.  No more.  I can’t take it anymore.  It ends.

        Grow up!  Grow the fuck up!  Grow up or just blow your brains out.  You are useless this way

        But what can I do?  Drugs?  Alcohol?  What would be the point of anesthesia?

        You might as well end it.  You’re done.

        I’m going to feel this way forever, aren’t I?

        Your kind of love is a heart cancer.

        My heart is the size of a pumpkin!  A Jerk-O-Lantern.  A Jack-Off-O-Lantern!  With a hole carved out of it in the shape of us together.

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        “Oh, no, no!” pleaded little Pepo Pumm as his…

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One thought on “THE STOLEN KISSES OF PEPO PUMM

  1. Oh I found you again…good. I hadnt seen you on other sites and thought something happened. I write in Word Press too but it is just a stream of thoughts about my love affairs. You are a master story teller. I like this one about Pepo.

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