The Chimes at Midnight
Poetry, late night musings, and the children of an idle brain
31 December 2022
White Claw Lies (a song)
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Lyrics by Bud Koenemund Music (to be determined) For Jenna I can’t help but answer when she calls. I know what she wants, but I can’t resist...
I Know Your Fantasies
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By Bud Koenemund A 200 Word Story “I want to be loved and respected,” she said. “You deserve that,” he replied. “Someone who will make ...
23 December 2022
Santa
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By Bud Koenemund For Lindsay Crawl onto my lap. Whisper your naughty wishes. We’ll make each come true.
16 November 2022
Fever Dream Redux
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For Lindsay JFK to Paris is a long flight. He’d picked these seats purposefully: last row; a red-eye. O...
15 November 2022
Fever Dream
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By Bud Koenemund For Lindsay Joining the club: a mile high; watching you squirm in ecstasy.
24 September 2022
The Sundress
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For Lindsay Sunlight spilled through the windows – the open blinds creating geometric patterns on the f...
31 July 2022
Spaghetti
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By Bud Koenemund The question hung in the air long enough for him to know her answer would be a lie. “No,” Amy said, finally. The rig...
30 July 2022
Trapped
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story She was trapped and she knew it. He stared at her; waiting for an answer. Remaining silent wasn’t an op...
28 July 2022
Torture
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For Lindsay He loved to torture her; making her cum in public. In dangerous places; where they might be...
30 June 2022
Last Day
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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story I had to see you walk away. Of course. Fate wouldn’t let me simply go about my day… and you’d just be g...
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