Thursday, July 8, 2010

Seduction


She looks into his eyes

Green. No, blue. Turquoise?

“Kiss me,” she says.

A sigh.

“You know I can’t.”

“You never will if you don’t try.”

“It doesn’t work that way anymore!”

He rolls over.

She pats his jellied limb.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

She rolls to the mirror, sighs, rummages through the top drawer for her brown eyes. She pops out a blue one, tosses it into a glass of Efferdent, sticks a brown one into the socket. Then she does the same for her other eye. And for her other one.

He never could resist her brown eyes.

10 comments:

Linda said...

Ha-ha. As someone who loves someone with brown eyes, I appreciate this -- very much. SOmetimes it's the ordinary that slays us. Peace...

bookwench said...

Awesome. :)

Monja !CoCo said...

This is great. The last line is perfect. I can't help wondering what's going on at their house!

Marisa Birns said...

Yay, brown eyes rule!

Yes, I have brown eyes...why do you ask?

That Efferdent is one good product!

Really amusing flash. :)

Laura Eno said...

My imagination is running wild now... :)

John Wiswell said...

You've got the hots for Mrs. Potatohead?

DG Platt said...

It kind of reminds me of the Perry Bible Fellowship webcomic, with the last lines being the equivalent of the final panel.

Gracie said...

The things a girl has to do to keep her man interested.

Very amusing piece.

...what ARE they up to at their house? :)

Matt Merritt said...

Weird. Very weird. Love it.

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