top of page

You're Welcome

It’s 9:30 am

And there’s a couple at this coffee shop

That can’t keep their hands off of each other

They look like they are in their forties

And he’s got his hand on her ass

She is hugging him

Rubbing his back

And it just goes on and on

They embrace

For five minutes straight

And she keeps

Looking at me

To make sure

I am looking at them

And I can’t help but think

That is part of

What she is into

There are a lot of people out there

Who like to be

Watched

And she

Seems like the type


So I watch.


And to the two kinky and distracting freaks,

I’d like to say,


You’re welcome.



-C.H.

 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
He Still Lives

He still lives. I thought I had killed him. But here he is again. I wonder . . . is he immortal? And, if I can’t kill him, who the hell can? He lingers still. How? How?! Why? Maybe there is somethin

 
 
 
The Mountain Moved

The mountain moved! I swear the mountain across the river moved! You see, I asked for it to. It was blocking my view of the sunset. So I closed my eyes, and in my mind, I kindly asked the mountain to

 
 
 
Behind Her Eyelids

A nightmare fluttered behind her eyelids. She was naked and her ankle was chained to an anchor. The current raged against her. She swam and swam and swam going nowhere. The sea was cold; the sky was

 
 
 

Comments


Post: Blog2_Post

©2021 by Clintwritingshit. Proudly created with Wix.com

bottom of page