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No. 2047


Despite the above picture, this for adults only.

Rough. By CpSingleton © 2015

She told me to fuck off, but

It was like being kissed by

Lips smothered in hot chocolate.

I must’ve frowned because

She spat it again.

This time with furious capital letters, screaming exclamations and 


It still seemed like the first act and not the final curtain.

The slap that followed felt more nettle than marshmallow though; right across my cheekbone, creating tiny stars.

She wound her arm back for seconds.

I looked from her piercing eyes to her tiny, flat hand reaching its apex.

I was lucky to catch it if I was being honest.

She rushed forward, screaming like a mother who’d had her baby stolen, and grabbed a handful of my hair and tried to yank my head clean off.

In between not believing this was happening and worrying for my hair I was not just a little turned on.

The anger was like a magnet drawing us to one another.

We kissed aggressively, as if we were denying something to ourselves, and it was like an explosion. 

Arms, loose hair strands and pure passion collided in the living room that would soon look a lot less and a lot more.

We tore at each other’s clothes, all the while kissing and biting bare skin.

From the outside we must have looked like an erotic Tom and Jerry cartoon bouncing from damaged wall to upturned sofa.

The nucleus of the dust and detritus were two people writhing, moaning, hating and loving.

It was sensual madness.

It was…It was…it was always the best way to make up.


About Chris42

I am a liar! A maker-uper of stories! If this was the 16 (c) I'd be burned as a witch. Fank goodness it is not, eh?! I have four children: two wonderful girls, a fantastic lad and Leeds United. I have no strict genre. I write children's poetry and stories, to edgy, stronger themes. Up until now I have stored them for my own and my family's viewing. Last year i thought bugger it and starred in several short films. One, Playground, which is on the BBC Film Network, used the monologue that I wrote for the audition. You should've seen the face of the receptionist, of the Manchester hotel, where the audition was being held, as I turned up dressed as the psychopath, Gordon. It got the desired effect! I then moved up to Cumbria and wrote and appeared in several live performances on stage. 2012. A local artist, Kayleigh Richardson, commissioned me to write a poem for her to paint a representation. I sent her, The Rise of the Robot Monkey Army. Kayleigh painted a fantastic piece that blew my mind! From that we are collaborating on the Jacob Bear series of stories. Oh and Two's Company is to published, along with seventeen other Sci Fi short stories as part of a collection. Not a bad start to the, so called, last year of the Earth. Now is the time to show the rest of you. I take my themes wherever i see them, whether in reality or dream-world. I hope you enjoy. If not tell me why. If so tell me why. Many thanks and be safe. So far I have published: Jacob Bear's first Christmas,https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007GK872A (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007GK872A (USA) Jacob Bear Goes to School https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007JD3OKY (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007JD3OKY (USA Jacob's First Words https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007VZWPSC (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007VZWPSC (USA) Space Here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007H96M90 (UK) &http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007H96M90#reader_B007H96M90 The Rise of the Sponge Cake Moon https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007WWZ16M (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007WWZ16M (USA) © Madstoffa, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.


5 thoughts on “No. 2047

  1. I like this… very Taming of The Shrew. Have a peaceful night. xx

    Posted by Tosha Michelle | January 3, 2016, 5:32 am
    • I’ve only two hours and fifty minutes left of it. 😏
      Inbetween the at it twins up the corridor and the fire alarm going off, meaning we had to vacate to the chapel, I haven’t had the fullest sleep and now I’m wide awake! Ah well. Been productive. Lol
      How’s your evening been, my foulmouthed friend? Xx

      Posted by cpsingleton42 | January 3, 2016, 5:44 am
      • Bless. Good grief! No fun. My evening went well. Just a bit of strangeness with a WordPress blogger. Some people are just much too intense. Overall, it’s been a lovely day though, went for a walk in the park and out to eat. Off to dreamland now. I hope you can get some rest and no more alarms go off. Night xx

        Posted by Tosha Michelle | January 3, 2016, 5:51 am
  2. Also the Internet only works if I lay with my arm at full stretch out of the bed!! Medieval castles are shit! Haha

    Posted by cpsingleton42 | January 3, 2016, 5:48 am
  3. Bless ya. He wasn’t a bloody Yorkshireman was he, can be right Royal pains in the Arse! 😉
    Don’t do intense. Chill, I say.
    Like tonight: could be worse. I just write a silly rhyme and all is well, despite the cramp in my arm and dreadful language.
    You’ll have to fill me in about the blogger tomorrow. Glad you had a good night, mi lovely.
    Sleep well and dream the jolly ones.

    Posted by cpsingleton42 | January 3, 2016, 6:03 am

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