I am starving at the party, absolutely ravenous. Dripping saliva on the dancefloor like I’m wonky at the dentist. Yeah my teeth are pretty sparkly pretty big pretty scary. Bare them at the boys and they’re whimpering by the free water. Their backs turned chugging a refreshment like it’s tit-warm nurture. Swish of chestnut and I’m seeing stars kissing the bathroom line goodbye. Smell the hunger like an old friend like an ex-girlfriend like a slaughter. Bound up the stairs and round the corner. Cherry earrings and a backless top she’s glossy like a lollipop. Panting in the slick-sweat heat. Her chrome-bling fingers dancing in her hair. Her bluish skin sliding across the bone, a perfume invitation arched in my direction. I blow a kiss she swallows it whole licks her chops wipes her mouth with a napkin. Grinning and she’s off out the doorway melting down the stairs hair flying. Pretty game of hide-and-seek, I’m sniffing under bathroom stalls knocking over people’s drinks. Find her scabbing darts under the smoggy stars balancing on her haunches.
She offers me her princess hand and together we hunt the dancefloor. Glance shrug giggle. She’s picky but I like that. For the silkiest coat in the whole venue everyone is too boring too annoying too coked up too ketted down too dweeby too apologetic. And then in a Godly act from down on high an angel appears on the stage yes all the better to see him with! Oh the poor lesbian DJ asleep at the wheel spinning her own lobotomy. All the girls and boys dancing like nervous zombies. Please give a warm welcome to the boy of our dreams, you may know him from such classic hits as I’m Always Watching You (Sunglasses on the Back of the Head), Empathetic King with a Signet Ring, and Small T-shirt Big Muscles. Like the strong man of the circus he performs incredible displays of agility standing in front of the decks swinging his t-shirt around. He is so profoundly confident and built our eyes are like frisbees our fingers digging into each other’s wrists. He smells like aftershave and untapped sorrow. We stalk him silently across the room sliding through the riffraff until we’ve sealed off the exit. His biggest fans with flowers toe-tapping at the stage-door, flashing our sweet toothy smiles and silky-milk pelts. He’s so smug it’s cute. Soon enough we’re melting into a pleather mess she’s fingering his pulse. I lean in to catch her words across his chest where cowboy-girls smile in ink for ever and ever. I’ve never been to Pitch but I’ve always wanted to go. I can’t believe Inner Varnika has ended, literally so sad. Oh, I join in, are you a DJ? You looked so good up there. He shrugs modestly. What a sweet little wallflower. The kind who likes to queue his own songs at other people’s birthday parties. Reach out our velvet paws pull him back to the dancefloor. Make faces behind his back run our claws down his biceps.
Lead him through the forest of limbs our twitchy fingers laced in his. Skip up the stairs and pull open the frosted door while the security guard glazes over. Our chew-toy can’t believe his luck. So crisp up here on the Juliet-piss balcony we could toss a stick all the way up Parramatta Road and run run run run run run. First kiss to my cherry-sweet the winner of our hide-and-seek. Her eyes a flood of wanting fixed just below his jaw. I stroke his back with one hand while they exchange saliva. My eyes catch on the speeding cars below. She undresses him carefully and herself too. I fold up our clothes and tuck them nicely in a corner. A few red-lights later and she finally moves her mouth down to where the pulse sits pretty.
His cry shatters across the railing it rains a crimson dew. He’s horny and dying and she’s hit an artery but she turns and pulls me close. Her teeth red as poppies in the spring. Her mouth hot and slick. She crushes up my boring thoughts and turns the world to flesh. Slips the chunk between my teeth like a love note. Oh and it’s so delicious nothing like it. We fall upon him on the tiles while the party throbs below. Crunch the adam’s apple like a slice of toast butter dribbling onto our fingers. Rip his tongue rip his pecs spit out the tattoo-blue flecks. Plait sinew into scooby-doos. Giggle like puppies pawing at his cock flopped across his thigh. Chew it and toss it off into the corner by the pot-plants. So excited I keep stopping to run in circles and howl at the moon. She looks up at me from his wrist and rolls her cinnamon eyes because we’re girls not wolves. Uproot his heart from his chest. Cradle it between us as we sit on the floor our knees touching his cake-scrap skull on our lap. It drips like an icy-pole. The blood pools in his eye socket. Our mouths ringed-red from licking. We crack the clavicle like a wishbone but all our dreams are already coming true.
Rolling through meadows a sticker book of dirt and flesh and dead cigarettes. We kiss rust between the gristle feet poking through his heart-shaped pelvis. Growling giggling sighing. So excited I knock her head back on the tiles she gasps then shoves me too. Nipping at each other’s throats tasting salt smudging eyeliner. Smut-streaked pawprints over her heart her breasts. Prize-winning face-lickers groping in the dog-dream darkness. One hand deep inside her when some gronk opens the door. His eyes are big and blank as chimney-holes.
Hey have you seen my pingas they’re in a zip-lock bag my mate hid them out here oh jesus what the fuck. His jaw moves ever so slowly as he takes in the naked girls and half-eaten boy. We look up at him. She growls. I whimper. He blinks once then turns back around and closes the door softly behind him. Hair-raised we scramble to pull on our wood-chipped clothes and zip up our boots. Lick the syrup off each other faster faster. Keep an ear and a couple of finger bones to suck on deep in our fluffy little beds. Tremble down the stairs and past the door-bitches. Clutch our crossed fingers in our palms go round the corner down a side-street. Sit. Stay. The uber will be here soon chomping at the bit for home time for a nice warm bed. We don’t exchange numbers just a pinky promise to play again sometime soon. Kiss kiss lick lick.
