Reigning over everything he could see
Oliver placed his fists on his hips and chuckled
Yes, this is what supreme power felt like
And then his dreams and delusions shattered
Lily walked in and handed him a mop and bucket
He picked up his beer bottle and cried. Today had been such a rollercoaster. He closed his eyes and relived their last conversation.
“I can’t believe you bought that,” she said.
He cradled his prize like a baby. “Why not?” he asked.
“Just put that beer back or I’m going to leave you.”
“But it’s not just a beer.”
“What is it then?”
“Look, it’s in a copper bottle. See?” He slightly shook it in front of her face.
“You really want to do this again after the last time?”
“You’re the one wanting to do it again. I am just getting my beer.”
“I can’t handle this. It’s become a ridiculous habit. Look, it’s either the beer or me.”
She placed her balled fists on her hips and cocked her head to the side. “Do I look like I’m joking?”
He looked at the empty bottle of Sam Adam’s Utopia. She had left him, but now so did the beer. Life just wasn’t fair. He wondered if he could get her back. He opened his wallet to see if he had the $150 to buy another bottle. Nothing was there.
“Damn! Guess I’m back to Pabst Blue Ribbon.”
Brent watched her hips sway as she walked away
Lust pumped through his veins, leaving little blood for his brain
Urges finally broke his feet free and he started to follow
She spun around on her left foot, stopping him in his tracks
He felt his lust dissolve and rush to his cheeks as she put her hands on those hips