I'm David 'Pinky-Von-Sox' Tieck a humanist living in Melbourne Australia. I have lots of coveted, wholesome and hysterical thoughts, here is where I let them sneak out to play with the shadows and light pole stickers.
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
The Ghost - A poem
Jake was telling everyone he knew that he'd made love to a ghost.
His wife was horrified.
He'd cheated on her.
She left him.
She sued for divorce.
She found the best lawyer in town.
She was willing to do anything to stop people finding out that was just what her fake tan looked like under a black light.