screaming at low volumes
"I may kill you after all this.You’ll wind up losing 20 poundsbefore I’m done with you.You’re such a dirty old man,the way you cum on my face(and make me beg for it)And you sweat like a pig!It drips into my eyes and stingsand I smell like you for hours afterwards;you’re just so disgusting,I love it." … Read morehot sex
on the soft carpets where the Damage was the worst Did you see the burns as A new symbol of his love? Or did you just accept it As the price you pay for a Semblance of Security at night But you still dream of kindness and gentle blades of grass don’t you?
split hairs until we are all there, on the door steps to hell of high water and low lands and cat tail reed stands where we can grope and feel and tie our ropes to the necks of our loves where we’ll fly off as doves without eyes to see or a beak to eat, … Read morePlanting Season
I dream of the daywhere life falls awayand the seconds pass so slowthe wind softly blowsoutside where we lie deeptogether as one, not two;I dream I’m not blue.I imagine you’re here,everything is gone but now,shadows dance along the wallsand you’re safe with meand I don’t grieve.I see a night not lost to emptinessand your hair … Read moregood bye
CLEO You woke up and asked me, “Tell me, are you randy?” I said no and your reply, “Good, neither am I.” made me wonder if you were awake at all of if it was simply a halucinatory call. GEORGE I’m sure it was how you remember. Though I often sleep so I can forget.
words down drains in periodic impotence I won’t stop these dreams of greatness and gutters beholding treasure and fortunes in the currency of experience, but I wonder at the exchange rate this transaction -cold and unfeeling imposes on my soul where things priceless have spent their lives carving out names for those memories that have … Read moreNo Bullet in the Gun
A good audience is never kind. I would tease you all night – -if you could stand it. They should shout and demand more. Drive you to edges you’ve not known – -bring you back again for new directions. The poets intensity is directly related. if you scream, I would go faster – -then stop … Read morethe Interplay of Kindness
Tell me about the places That I will never go; Tell me about the faces That I will never know. Tell me of the loves lost To tradition and ceremony; Of seafarers tossed Into plans for hegemony. Send me backwards, reeling From your deeper insights; Excite my raw feelings With your tender insides. Drag me … Read moreWednesday Night.
We sat in perfect proportions like an entree with two sides. I’ve always loved green beans – A few drinks A little reefer Spiraling into the desire… one says, “Why don’t you ever try and get me in bed?” We keep on drinking until there are four of them. The other asks, “Is this all … Read moreThe Way It Is
is it the end, just yet? or are we waiting for it to start. it’s so confusing sometimes trying to understand our heart. it has not been a life time of souls separated by life but there’s a pull of the life line from a core of drum and fife. will I cook? will you … Read moreThe English Lass