V (boyxboy short stories)

Vincent's neighbor (boyxboy contest)

     It was happening again.

     Vincent glared ahead of him at his house, letting the sound of squeaking shoes and moving snow add more fuel to the anger bubbling inside his chest, causing his leather gloves to wrinkle from the fierce grip on the snow shovel.

     The neighbor. The neighbor was doing it again. Here's how it went:

     Spring:

     Vincent would be trimming the bushes.

     Careful movements, he'd rarely breathe air.

     Then, out of nowhere, a scissor in hair

     Trimming his tips, strands falling with swooshes.

    

     Beside him stood Edgar, the neighbor so lame.

     His frown deep and proud, eyes covered by hair.

     'You hypocrite, what you're doing's not fair!

     The way you trim those, I trim you the same.'

     Summer:

     Jar in hand, a butterfly Vincent chased.

     Slow and steady, drop of sweat on his nose.

     And then, as the jar was about to close

     A butterfly net captured his head.

     Beside him stood Edgar, the neighbor so... shirtless.

     He was panting in anger, but lips were a pout.

     'You hypocrite, I will not let you out

     As you keep him, you'll remain in inertness.'

     Fall:

     The mountain of leaves was gathered at last,

     Vincent was raking the last ones together

     The environment relaxing, and a calm weather.

     But then it started raining, cheating the forecast.

     Beside him stood Edgar, the neighbor so goofy.

     He was playing with leaves, a grin on his face.

     'The nature had placed them, it wasn't just chance

     Who are you, to derange this beauty?'

     Winter:

     Vincent was shoveling the snow from the path.

     The Christmas lights were hurting his head

     But the silence had settled, a silence of dead.

     He was perfectly fine, but then- a snow bath.

     Beside him was Edgar, the neighbor so stupid!

     He was screwing things up, again and again.

     The snow on his hair like sprinkled cocaine.

     'The nature shall not be deranged, it shall not be ruined!'