34 Days Until The End – Thirty-Four – Wrapped In Words

Tick-tock,

did you see that cock?

thirty-four,

but he acts a lot like four,

juvenile and disobedient,

he even shits himself,

yeah I said it,

I told it like it is,

you think this is some joke?

You think my words are false?

Then take a look,

see his pants,

the stain on the back tells all,

he shat himself,

you know I’m right,

so suck it up and take it down,

this fucking jerks a clown,

and when you hear,

how he lost that ear,

you won’t want him around,

I kid you not,

it was with a goat,

he did try to poke,

but it wasnt in the mood,

and knocked him down,

upon the ground,

and kicked him in the balls,

then Mary Tucker,

he tried to fucker her,

underneath the willow tree,

she didn’t wanna,

but he still trued to fuck her,

so she bit off his ear,

and swallowed it down,

so there you go,

I told you so,

that Jerry is a jerk,

so next time you,

think of that fucking… poo,

you’ll know he’s really a shit.

Published by

Matthew Tonks

People are surprised when reading Matthew’s stories that he’s a sane forty something year old, happily married, father of one, employed full time and dream of dark disturbing things that any sane person would never even contemplate thinking of. But it's true, he’s toyed with writing for most of his adult life, but has always found the peg a writer must fit into is not the shape he wished to be. His writing can be described as lamenting, long, concussive (yes it smashes you in the head), compulsive, and stuffed with rhythmic communication and violence, let’s not forget the violence. His own opinion on his writing is this, “You see, I don't just want the words to seep into your mind, but into your soul, showing you images of blood and beauty through, volatile language, violence, sex, love and sin. My muse takes different shapes, and every now and then you can see her shining her wicked smile in some of my stories, tempting you with her promises, but ripping your heart out instead.” So have a look, and take a seat in my wayward ride, as you join me while I purge through, this twisted road of madness.

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