Six Word Stories

Sun slowly setting, another day over.

 

That man doesn't like girls, seemingly.

 

Tossing his weapon aside, he left.

 

A translator? No, I said transgender.

 

My world of lies comforts me.

 

What you're still here? Go away.

 

And why, pray tell, should I?

 

Because! You promised me! Fucking asshole!

 

Tired. Must write six word stories.

Though Truth has died, we live.

Phone never rings. Answer it anyway.

He was mute, yet he spoke.

Just this once, his god pleaded.

Fought fire with fire. I won.

Drowned in a teaspoon of liquid.

(It was coffee, so it's cool.)

 

There's a penguin on the telly.

 

Broke marriage vows after two weeks.

 

Stop worrying, It's not loaded. See?

 

Hey Mom... Watch this!
Billy! No!!!!!!!!

 

They tried again and they failed.

 

Flower purchases: Valentine's day, wedding, funeral.

 

I write, you write, that's it.

 

upon birth, it began to die
(alt.: upon birth, it began to decay.)

God's green garden; full of weeds

Free speech, but don't speak back.

Heaven's the high; Hell's the hangover

it's wrong that makes right visibile

God took a male pen name

"do unto others.." transmission cut out.

 

I'm sorry, can't do that Dave....

 

You know your wrong.
You're
Asshole.

 

house of lies becomes a prison.

 

We met aliens. The world expanded.

 

Hide the nose, incoming a boop.

 

Cheating? The bastard's dead. You're next.

 

I have come. I am death.

 

I have cum. The little death.