Dean, Tina and Stan – Chelsey Flood
May 13th, 2009 | Published in Volume VI: Desperately Seeking, Volume VIII: Lost and Found
Sad and in denial Dean sneaks in Tina’s yard.
Grey eyes peeled he sits silent, sips gin, peers in
as Tina gets ready: steak and leeks and peas.
It isn’t Dean’s tea.
It’s late and Dean is tired yet stays and listens and spies
til… Stan enters – Gentle Stan Tyler – Peter Tyler’s lad.
Seeing Tina’s eyes sparkle,
Seeing Tina kiss Stan
Dean’s denial splinters
Dean realises, at last,
Tina is Stan’s.
Dean’s sanity depletes at seeing Stan
eating Tina’s steak, Tina’s leeks, Tina’s peas,
serenity elapses and Dean, in anger, grasps at
an altered destiny;
a realigned end.
As Stan and Tina sit and kiss
Dean spits at a dark sky.
Seeing Tina in silk pants
and Stan in less,
Dean stalks in,
tries key and enters
silent as a sniper,
lips in an insane grin
As Stan and Tina part.
Stan, naked, rises, slaps at Dean, inept
as Dean takes a dirty glass
and digs a spiky edge
deep in Stan’s pale side.
Dean rises like a king as Stan sinks,
grins as Stan spits red,
and as Tina kneels, pleading, in tears
asks, “any regrets dear?”
Tina stays silent seeing Dean isn’t sane
as Stan in a pile leaks red
Paling at speed, Gentle Stan lies
like a slain pig, dying.
Tired in seeking a Tina past
Dean raises grey eyes, and sees
at last, a sign,
nestled in a dark sky,
A single star glistens
Dean raises red glass at it
Drinks in Tina and Stan’s destiny