oh but the ponies that prance light and glittering upon the fields so green that lay before the eyes and faces of the effervescent beauties of poise and stature may enjoy the spoils of said beauties’ brief attention but those mules who toil back in the dim stables away from high praise they shall reapContinue reading “ponies and horses”
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London at 3 a.m.
the street is alive whether that life has a point to it or not whether that life is that that which gives back to the creator or that which sucks the absolute energy away from all around it has yet to be seen whether it’s that guy at the party who’s asking everyone for aContinue reading “London at 3 a.m.”
absolute rubbish
I remember a wistful evening I spent in Charlottetown on the day before Victoria’s Day two years before my life changing colon surgery I was standing adrift in a field of witch hazel near a lichen-covered pond full of ribiting bull frogs beetles were a-buzz in the cool, close country air the smells of warmContinue reading “absolute rubbish”
faces, voices, touches, memories
sometimes I wonder what ever became of them the black girl that came from France who had the skinniest ankles I’d ever seen the brunette with the husky voice who fucked me in my van she had a tattoo on her back of a butterfly and she wrote me a poem the almost-virgin with theContinue reading “faces, voices, touches, memories”
temptation sucker-punch
it was easy before to ignore, to forget the shape was easy to neglect desire found purchase only in memory now that shape was changed and her figure is thin and hard my eyes now linger longer my thoughts draw deeper into new fantasies of lust covetous, predatory, empty of feeling exploding with passion joysContinue reading “temptation sucker-punch”
heartless by west
would be a time when this song inspired sadness this was once my anthem for heartbreak but it all seems so distant it can’t hurt me now that past pain it all lead to my current love my present joy so it can’t hurt me anymore
being saved
once again this suffocating sea of shit has come close to stealing my breath once more she gives me hope the promise of beauty a prospect of happiness I’m beginning to get used to this not accustomed to having an angel just my self, my hate and a bottle stewing in the dark visited byContinue reading “being saved”
alone again
here I sit single again alone in the universe for a while, though, I can fool myself and connect I’ve found another together we can bond be happy in silence be not alone for a while until we kiss say good-bye the bliss leaves with her my life goes on without her I am onceContinue reading “alone again”
facing the truth of my condition
got a bump from a stranger that’s why I feel the urge to expell my heart on paper tonight I’ll admit it yes, I did it he offered and I took powder – coke or E or some other letter of the alphabet I don’t know puffed on a cigar for an hour talked aboutContinue reading “facing the truth of my condition”
dancing around the L word
we’re talking through the night the sun grows out of dark we’re not fighting but at one point I’m in tears from fear that it’s over then I cry with relief and joy when I find that it isn’t the birds are getting louder outside the beer goes down we both love each other butContinue reading “dancing around the L word”
