Someone always knocking on the door

All Rights Reserved ©

Chapter 18

This is a repeat of the repeat and it might go on being like that. Honey there is no use being pessimistic.

“Yes the village of the whole ghostly mistakes we are now the gods fallen from our chariots and down our own homes.”

But what is the meaning of our mistakes why do we make them and what has happened to us when the mistake is what does it mean of course we are human and why are we no longer anything but the human goods gone cargo. Some sort of cargo has been lifted and we no longer have anything to say to other people but that we must do away with you sack you and be careful we are watching you.

“We have come down and shattered.”

“What have I done?”

“You are not like us.”

“Not like us normal doing the normal things and thinking in our guarded cage and all that not normal manners at all but somehow this disaster to behold how could you become such a destructive influence on this society?”

“We make our loins stink.”

Even they are shocked to the core to find themselves in such a despair and they did not even say worst things in the world are to have money or no money in the bank and to spend it.

“The whole world will watch us sink the institutions we are in.”

That is the very essence of what reasonable conduct is and why is it the truth because it is because that is how we are today. One can do anything but owe money to someone.

“The married couple were involved?”

“Do not ask.”

“We will break the banks with the disgrace.”

“But the thing is there is nothing the matter with me at all I am insane and not married and a husband would have known what to do about money.”

“Yes let me spend it.”

“Yes he did it well much better than anyone.”

His name when mating is a glutton and to cry out loud this makes his tell tales round the globe and laugh out loud with that naked greed. Sexy looks which means he is now the male to the throne in the game of thorns.

Make nettles stings and tell everyone he is your lost and fondness fondue does. He does will never be the same again.

Love dines alone waiting for him to come back home and he is at home now and he is with the Abdul watching me endlessly to see if I and Abdul were more than friends. I can see that he is not just fascinated but then mother is Abdul’s true mate so in disgust I revolt to the idea.

“Cheese everyone round and he is paying.”

But nobody wants to pay.

He actually paid for his own cheese. He did not play it close to his chest. I did not know he had the means to do that. I thought his hand never went inside his wallet. Tight you see. Mean tight? No too drunk to think it through.

Why did he just fall over? He took taken in by some door. He was telling the door to open when the door did not so he banged his head to it. I am thinking behind his wit. He did not mean to hurt his own head. He now is tearful. He is filled to the brim over following his sobs taken over by the cash and carry.

“Sobs he is sobbing made me write a poem his new Mrs said I should be paid 25 pounds for doing a great poem. Unlike her films poems do not make money.”

You see writing does not get you money certainly not your writing.

“She said let her live with that.”

“Poems twenty five time a go.”

“Yes.”

“Woman you are not nice.”

“Tell that to the bank manager.”

“Get a job shit-bag.”

“I am a sick bag dear so I cannot get one.”

“I am in love with my husband.” She said in a hideous manner.

“Do so.”

I think she is holding onto him because she hates me more than him.

“Yes he is my husband.”

Sorry did she say something like the worst thing in life is when one is into satire and making fun of the gentleman and their wives as they are into maids or something.

“I am sorry but who conned who”?

“His name is I can’t remember but he is the husband. That we all must bear some name other than our own. That the names we carry is not to curry favour but that someone imposed themselves on to us and mated with us and made us the currying of favours. We loved we lived and then died. He dined outside and does not inflict pain because sex is about work. He thinks it does not afflict something inner about me he does not inflict it on purpose it is something he does and feels special with all his friends the hags the hags of Hollywood all his starry bedroom prattles and partners.

It is over rated what a man thinks he has a woman who is bisexual does not feel it she has this other system when it is good to be so sexy. The prattle is when there is this other person who does feel it and think of it as a joke they all do.”

“It is the waste of it all.”

“Waste of a good semen.”

“To feel for that nothing more than what one would for a mammal.”

“To think she is not ashamed to feel herself the odd number.”

“That he is there here inside us.”

“Spring fellow we got the wages.”

“Our money safe is in the safety of his hands. Our hands we know what to put it into. He has given me a bonus too.”

“A pound an hour they paid you a pound an hour.”

“It is serious when the man does not concentrate in one direction or the other I am going to melt down or kill him.”

“Eat now you feel better “.

“Nothing is the same with me nothing is the same them has it got the contracts the right conceits and he smiles on them. Good heads on their bras.”

“Yes I can see he is. He does look very like a cat.”

“Why he is purring?”

So now we are saying who hates or loves the man in front of us? Yes and we are going to quarrel over him until he does not exist anymore. One pulls this way the other that way are we not nice?

“He is fed and well clothed he never did look so good.”

“Look I am the wife.”

“Yes a specimen copy to be proud of.”

“He is well loved.”

“Yes he can be a pet.”

“Has he got his penis seen to?”

“What does that mean? I am expecting already.”

“Well not his is it?”

“Jane the virgin what she did it for?”

“Well it is not his he had the op.”

“What does it mean to me.?”

“Well divorce.”

“She was not unfaithful.”

“No she went to bed with someone else.”

“In the same bed with that husband and wife slept in?”

“So was technically in the same marriage bed.”

“Unlike poor Shakespeare who got a second bed to make love in because he had a delicacy of principle which formerly man did and had because of respect for their marriage vows.”

“The ten men decide to kill their lovers who came to the cafe with their penis and they sucked the boys dry. The ten men decide to murder their sweet males who did them wrong and they decide on this clever plan to give each other alibi’s so that the murders can be done. They did this in Lefka did the perfect crime giving each other’s alibi and they never caught. They never did get caught and they rampaging through the town and doing all this they murdered six boys and the man they hooked up with took the blame. One man especially. No one was safe when these lads had the hooker tendency. They blamed it on youth and drink. One man and another caught in bed and that was that. So many attacks no one safe at all.”

“It is a mad town?”

“No they are all poor as shit.”

“They want to get out of that town so that they can bring back colour into their lives. It was to escape the smell of cooking and over work.”

I can see we have chased him outside and he is away running for his life.

“So they do the murders for pay and they take off to Europe to paint the world red.”

“They do and all.”

Why should we care when we have the prenuptials?

“But six lads died and one man was killed for no reason and another was found in bed with his penis in his mouth so what has happened?”

“Dead he died?”

“Yes died in his sleep. With me the baby nearby I could not have done it. I was one years old.”

“How come this kid always is in there when a man’s penis is being hacked off?”

“Fuck off.”

Share out loudly he plain as plain wants you all the time and make the ex girls cry. Then nearby sales mans out when you wolf down his main cause. There is not much to ask round share out the wiles and the meanness which took over the coupled relationships. Couples do have the relationships.

It was not my fault there is a fault line wherever there is trouble I am in for it or with it and there is nothing the matter with me I am just in the middle of it.

It is the best part about them interactions. It is a revolting thought if you do not react to something that means? I do not know reacting means he or she is intense about you? Why no reality behind the things. No real means Coca cola.

The beastly younger wife has told his secrets. What he wants is a virgin. Now out all around the globe he is smarter than that. Like Jane the Virgin who is with a baby. Whose baby? Someone’s baby.

“This is a wild child.”

“Yes the wild child.”

“We can watch while he ditches his whole life.”

“This ends up as the Eds.”

“We dislike him right away.”

“Look his job is very hard.”

“Yes the grown up world seeks him out in order to give him a handshakes the darlings included.”

“Right said Fred.”

“He is not gay.”

“Right said Fred.”

“He has fried his own tomatoes.”

“In the human fat which is a old saying which is what we do bitterly in Turkish.”

“What a human in the frying pan.”

“Yes the pan was outside the door when he hit the van and left his manners behind.”

“He is high society.”

“What no Johnny Walker today.”

The lantern has moved on and on there is the spotlight on something else and it is all the same mirror images of the same disasters which have happened will happen and the hapless fools who misbelieve it might not happen again.

Look where is this moving along to? We have established that I am always in trouble and my life is one of tenseness and madness. The thinking behind this is when a person cannot spoil the whole show or can they?

“He can’t switch him on or off.”

“But the girls can and will do it for the other beings he left behind.”

Why did not you go with him?

“No such question did not belong there in the good old days I was a uneducated woman without much expertise at parties and did not love to be in the centre of attention.”

“What the whole group of girls will have our poor Jane.”

“Jane just glows in that kind of atmosphere.”

“Yes they want her.”

“This is for keeps?”

That is what he did wrong.

“They will keep her in a zoo.”

“I am with a cage and this is my cage which I live and work in.”

Continue Reading Next Chapter

About Us

Inkitt is the world’s first reader-powered book publisher, offering an online community for talented authors and book lovers. Write captivating stories, read enchanting novels, and we’ll publish the books you love the most based on crowd wisdom.