It wouldn’t take a moment To slice a life away A knife sits poised above my wrists The veins are blue and raised. Peculiar that earlier It sliced the veg to eat This knife that now so threatens Provided me replete. Yet now it stands here ready To do its certain harm It would take … Continue reading Slice
Category: Separation
Your Voice
I don’t know how you do it It’s a magical connect Vibration, sound and energy Combine with such effect Who knew a voice would do this Affect the inner space Your sound reaches right through me To reach the special place Where flesh ceases to exist And waves express it all The meaning … Continue reading Your Voice
Spurned
Help me! She cried In grassy repose Her breath clear and strong Again from her run Cerulean canvas And pure white cloud Remind her she’s small In case there was doubt The wind from the west Blows oak and beech wild Twin centaurs watch over This poor weeping child Crows call … Continue reading Spurned
All Change
Today I have changed the name of my site from 'The local government officer, the charity worker and her lover' to 'Elana's Ink'. This represents the changes that have taken place in my life since I set up the site last year. 'The local government officer' and I separated when he couldn't deal with the … Continue reading All Change
The ‘Sex Surge’
The 'local government officer' (LGO) and I continued for a while as described in The Buttered Bun post. One day he found an article by Karin Jones about her increased sexual desire at a certain age and how this affected her: she wanted lots of sex and no commitment. In another article she made reference … Continue reading The ‘Sex Surge’
The buttered bun
Ok so I understand this is the phrase that describes sex with a woman when she has just been with someone else. The local government officer was surprisingly turned on by his wife, the charity manager, fucking her new lover. Consequently we had some of the best sex of our marriage! Apparently it was the … Continue reading The buttered bun
