a room decorated with jungle and zebra patterns. a green couch (green as in "fake leather" green). a fish bowl on a table. tinny plastic fish swimming in acrylic. bright colors, fish going back and forth, up and down, a hypnotic effect for anyone who would stare at them. he lays on the bed, fully dressed, smoking a cigarette. standing in front of a mirror, she looks at him with a smile
- (applying a light foundation on her face) i vanished trying to find the correct word, wasted my life searching for a smile or a hint. someone who would just say it, someone who would find me beautiful (she takes off her necklace, the silver chain she always wears).
- yeah babe, show it to me
- (black eye liner on her left eyelid, the brush running smoothly, her fingertip removing the excess) time is my disease. all those people i met, and who will soon be gone from my memory. who am i? i spent an eternity waiting for a sign or a phrase. someone who would wave at me, who would hold me (removing the bracelet in her arm)
- come on bitch, give me more….i wanna see it all
- (running the eyeliner over her right eyelid, carefully following the shape of her eyes, wide open to avoid stains) i used to sit in the darkness listening to the radio, hoping that time would pass and i would be different, changed, saved. none of this ever happened. and all i could do was live in hope. (she unzips her black leather dress, slowly taking it off).
- i want your body, cunt….and i want it now
- (applying powder on her cheeks with a thick brush) when i was a little girl i wanted to spend my life in a desert island. living on my own. completely on my own, in emptiness. (she takes off her bra, dropping it on the floor)
- you are such a hot slut and i will fuck you silly.
- (deep red lipstick, slowly applying it, mouth half open, lips parted, her index finger correcting any possible imperfection) but those days are gone now. (taking off her panties, she stands in front of him).
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