I admire the muscles of your arms and the flatness of your stomach I respect the softness and length of your neck and your legs I have nothing but respect and admiration for you and your eyes the bridge of your nose, and cheek-bones your lips and the metal stud you sport with such classContinue reading “A Man’s Respect and Admiration”
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Princess of the Wastelands
I can hear her now from across the room: the princess, with doe eyes she believes she lives here this is her living room, and these are her people a party her party, perhaps and she’s doing her duty, entertaining guests until the music dies and the curtain falls – BSB
The wandering lover’s final, lingering hope
look for her with self-imposed singularity set yourself, like a ball on the tee destined for impact air, hover, and fall the fall is disappointment emptiness, doubt, and pain avoid the fall accept she’s gone
When death lurks on your morning stroll
baked by the fresh, morning sun the streets reek of boredom, panic, and piss decide to practice increased tactility practice keeping my head from bowing to track my shoes practice my breathing practice regulating judgmental tendencies achieve temporary reprieve enjoy a brief taste of peace until I remember that there is horror horror and death,Continue reading “When death lurks on your morning stroll”
liberate your sin
Fair figure wrapped in veil of fragile skin Soft visage kept in shade from ray of sun The posture of your legs moan, “Come on in” Meanwhile, your rolling eyes do much to shun For men of flesh and blood and not of tin Can forage far and wide intent on fun But only whenContinue reading “liberate your sin”
Flowers
The boy picks flowers from the edges of the long country driveway that leads from the main road where he catches his bus every morning to the house where he was born. He brings the small bouquet to the vegetable garden next to the house where his mother is pulling up carrots and dropping themContinue reading “Flowers”
