Can’t See
I wonder when the lights go out and she rolls over to have me, are the lights out for her shame, or for my wretchedness?
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I wonder when the lights go out and she rolls over to have me, are the lights out for her shame, or for my wretchedness?
Where I walk, I have left breadcrumbs of desires to be eaten by the cooing love birds that have followed me all my days, guiding me with their soulful moans of pleasure each provides the other. These journeys are never intentional, but fateful: a destiny of preordained flights to land in the midst of love. … Read moreLove’s Breadcrumbs
How soft your voice, night. how shrill your cries in silence do echo around the emeralds my mother gave me to see through. melancholy sloth cradles me in your unholy arms, dark with nothing for me, dark with coal on my hands. it has been said, “Give me liberty or Give me death”, though I … Read moreOde To The Night
The interior of a relationship is strangely grotesque. it resembles a vivisection – taken organ by organ, they are foul sights for disconcertion but as a whole, well, goddesses of beauty abound. in that return to child speak and incest, a noble display – either contentment, or resentment, we not in the circle conclude ourselves … Read moreLove Overheard
I will dream of us without wars and without judgments. I will dream of us in naked bliss on warm Sundays. I will dream of us without heads of light bending our moods down. I will dream of us touching from seed to now and back again. I will dream of us where no religion … Read moreI Am God
To Fiona some things you said to me tonight weren’t very nice… she didn’t care about or even want me out and I could have loved that couldn’t be a thing that one would say on a night after a day like today. were it not for your temptations at extrapolated exaggerations I would think … Read moreConversations with Fiona and Cleo
I fucked my last fuck for an interview. A dick they asked me to chew, but I can’t ‘cause i choke back tears. it’s been like that for years. Let me see! fog-less and in color “Please let me see” I say to the girl in front of the snake cages. I’ve wasted ages. now … Read moretravels below radar
“it’s in here” ‘no it’s not.’ Some are grey Some are not. “see, right here.” ‘I’ll never look’ Some can screw Some can cook. “there in the closet” ‘I won’t see!’ Some for him Some for me. “broken on the floor” ‘it wasn’t I’ Some like it wet Some like it dry. “my silly old … Read morePattie Can’t See
And I guess that I just don’t know. But I think that I do. So what happened to tomorrow?? Was there ever an agreement on the future? What was it I wanted for this tomorrow From yesterday’s dreams and nightmares? We’re all talking about the same thing – It just feels different in your left … Read morewhat did you say?
The rain comes and goes. The days, too. I wonder at the trees, The ornate wild flowers … how have they never lost hope? It is forever lost and found … Much like forgiveness: Train rides to the edge of the earth Return on the Great Ocean Liners. All the while we’ve never gotten out … Read moreNothing