Dave Hemmings is 26 and works in a books and music shop in Brighton. His work has been published by Ascent, Zygote in my coffee, My favourite bullet and Circle magazine

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by
Dave Hemmings

TWISTED FOLK

Sitting on the floor while Nina sings
All that I can see is rows of legs
My bright orange seventies coat on my lap
My pint in my hand
She offers me a cigarette
I take it
She is sitting down as well
Everyone else is standing
Well most people are
There are a few other people sitting down nearer the stage
It is dark and my head is spinning from alcohol
I’m on my fourth alcoholic beverage
For me that’s quite a lot
Through the rows of legs I see a man sat on the stage
He has a small accordion resting on his knees
that’s like the one we saw in the shop I say to her
What is she says
The guy on the stage has got an accordion, look
I cant see she says
Look through the legs, there look
I cant see from here
Look fucking there, he’s got an accordion
Oh yeah she says
Its like the one we saw in the shop
Beer drops on my head
At least I think its beer
Someone has just walked past me coming back from the bar
Their beer probably dripped on my head
Nina’s voice is beautiful
I cant really make out what she is singing but it sounds nice
Another drop of something falls on my head
I sip my beer and suck on my fag

© Dave Hemmings

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NONE OF IT EVER HAPPENED TO ME

Occasionally a memory comes into focus
But for the most part I don’t think about it
Its easier to deal with if you let it go
All of life’s disappointments
They never happened
The effects still burden me
The results still fuck me up
But the actual moments
The causes
The times that were had
They are gone
Forgotten
Pushed out of view as soon as they appear
I forget what I did yesterday
Forget what I did this morning
Not because I cant remember
But because none of it matters
Its all just the same thing
Over and over
What’s the point in having memories when they all make you feel sad
Better to just get through another day

© Dave Hemmings

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IT FELT GOOD AT THE TIME BUT LATER I FELT GUILTY

The condom split
I was fucking her so hard that the feather light condom just couldn’t take it
anymore
I pull out and look at my cock
There is no condom
I look again
I see the remnants of the condom around the base of my penis
Fuck
I pull it off and throw it on the floor
Fuck
I was really into that
It was some amazing sex
Unbelievable
But now we are out of condoms
That was the last one out of the packet of three
Fuck it
I put it back in her
Start thrusting again
Five or so thrusts in and I take it out
Feel a bit guilty
I cant believe I just fucked her without a condom
I could have aids now
I could have any number of diseases
God knows how many cocks have been in her
I know his has
And his
And he’s fucked loads of people
And so has he
Fuck
How could I be so stupid
Just for a few more minutes pleasure
As she sucks my cock I worry about what diseases I might now have
I try to tell myself to stop being silly but it doesn’t work
Bless her
She is sucking away like a right trooper
I’m thinking I might have aids
I might die in five years just for this fuck
It was good
But was it worth dying for?
Eventually I cum on her face
We sit together and cuddle
I tell her everything is ok
I think of all the blokes I know she has fucked
I think of their cocks inside her
I think of how many pussys their cocks have been in
I think I have got aids
I tell her it is time for me to go home
I have to work tomorrow
I kiss her goodbye and leave

© Dave Hemmings

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DIRTY, FILTHY, PERFECT

She lets me fuck her up the arse
She lets me fuck her face
Hard
She lets me handcuff her
She lets me say whatever I want
Do whatever I want
She carries on sucking my cock after I have cum
Fucking hell, She carries on sucking my cock after I have cum!
After she has swallowed
She asks me if I want her to stop
She would let me hit her if I wanted to
She would let me hit her hard
She would let me insert objects up her cunt
She would enjoy it
She would cum from it
She smiles at me
I smile at her

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MAYFAIR LONG ONES

I stink
I stink of cigarettes.
I stink of her
I stink of her flat
I stink of her taste
I taste her taste
I close my eyes and her stink is all I can smell
I can’t wash it off
I can’t wash her away
She is clinging on to me
With her stink

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LITTLE BUGGERS

My head has been itching for about a week
I said to her that I thought I had nits
A lot of kids at his school have had them
Kids always have bloody nits
She said her head at been itching as well
His hadn’t though
If his hadn’t then we couldn’t have nits
My head still itched
I thought it might have been the different shampoo I was using
Then it didn’t itch so much
I forgot about the nits
Then she put a note through my door
Urgent she wrote on it
He has got nits
I found them in his hair this morning
Fucking hell
Its pissing down with rain
My hair is greasy
And now I know that I have got nits
Little fucking shitbugs roaming around my head
She says that the best thing to do is put tea tree conditioner in it and then use
a nit comb
For a fucking week
The chemical shampoos are hit and miss
Now my head itches like anything
My back itches
My pubes itch
My chest itches
The little buggers have got everywhere
They are not only in my hair
They are all over my body
Even in my eyebrows
Even in my beard
Oh well there is nothing I can do about it now
I will have to live with the little shits for today and kill them tonight

© Dave Hemmings

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DID I REMEMBER TO TAKE MY PILLS?

1.

I woke up and I was terrified
What the fuck I had been dreaming about I don’t know
But I was shaking
Shit, my front door wasn’t locked
My front door wasn’t locked
Someone was going to come in, someone was going to come and kill me
I never lock my front door
In almost a year
But I was terrified
Someone was coming to get me
It was pitched black
I closed my eyes and drifted back off
Then I woke again
Shaking
Terrified
I jumped up, trod on the phone, knocked the reciever off
Walked into the chair, walked into a stack of records
Where the fuck are my keys
I cant find my fucking front door keys
There is no blind on my window
Someone is looking in at me, who the hell is that out there? My fucking god
Jesus christ, where are my keys
There they are
My heart slows down a bit,
I grab the keys and rush to the front door
Put the key in and lock it
Thank god for that
I am still shaking, terrified
What I was dreaming about I don’t know
But someone is out there and they are trying to get me
I rush past the window so whoever is there doesn’t see me
Jump back into bed and pull the duvet over my head
I lay there shaking and eventually drift off to sleep
In the morning I wonder why the front door is locked

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SANDY

Nobody has ever been nice to her
Everyone has always treated her like shit
As though she is nothing
A worthless anomaly
Her mother told her she never wanted her
She told her she never wants to see her again
Her boyfriends hit her
Punched her when she was pregnant
Made her lose the baby
Another boyfriend was a drug dealer
He beat people up with baseball bats if they didn’t pay for their stuff
Treated her like shit
She would do anything for him
She would do anything for them
All the bastards
All the scumbags that treated her like a piece of shit
Is it any wonder she craves attention
Is it any wonder that she is messed up
Her mother doesn’t want to know her
Her sister doesn’t want to know her
She is a single mum and her family are no support
Is it any wonder she craves attention
She likes the wrong people
Falls for the wrong people
Nobody has ever treated her well
Treated her as if she was a person
I do
Sometimes
She deserves to be treated well
To be respected
Not to be seen as just a fuck object
I do fuck her
I enjoy fucking her
But I see her as more than that
She is a person who has had a tough time
Has a tough time
I am going to be nice to her

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