(you remember Kevin? From my choose your own adventure blog)
I thought of you today as we primped and preened
And you were wheeled out into the street with the rats like a pathetic vending machine for loose change
I thought of you today as we drank champagne
And you wondered if someone, anyone would look into your eyes, or if your dismembered limbs would avert their gaze
I thought of you today as we laughed our shrill intoxicated laughs and compared our designer clothes
And you endured another day of your gruelling existence of isolation, loneliness and despair
I thought of you today, as we frittered away millions of dollars in a game, for fun, cos we can
And you knew no comfort, your body wasted away before you, malnourished, mistreated, laying in the stench of your own waste, waiting for the end
I thought of you today as we trotted around like turkeys, gaggling, clinking glasses
Hey Kevin, do you like my fascinator? *giggles*
What’s that Kevin? What’s a fascinator?
Oh, never mind, you wouldn’t understand.
“No. No, I wouldn’t.”