There’s smoke/s/ in my pocket, and she’s |just like| the other girls, complex and wonderful, and(, and, and) a delight to be trusted to touch. and you’re /damned right it’s going to be a cold winter, but she’s warm and writhing with that passion undulation, and she looks at …
Post Type Archives: Poems
Untitled #705 (2014)
There’s a woman at my work.There are always women at work.‘n there was that question, “What does sexually active even mean”,‘n I think, I think I’ve got the answer:sexually active is the understanding that while you want to see everything naked,you have no right.it ain’t a great answer,but there’s always that woman at work,maybe that …
Untitled #704 (2014)
I want nude pictures of your dreams,unfiltered captures of your subconscious,but that’s asking a bit much.
Untitled #699 (2014)
I’ve got more gain than game going,but it’s fun,just fun,for the fun of it. I don’t miss sex (I do, but it’s beside the point; something I can deal with),I miss the intimates of when we used to cook together,of long nights talking about nothing of importance,and being irresponsible. There’s no hookup that can 100% …
Untitled #698 (2014)
If I were a paid poet,I want to travel across the country every couple of weeks.It’s a waste of fuel, but you spend so much time runnin’,you lose yourself to that need for tomorrow’s horizon,that need to hear that highway song,those too-bright days in the middle of nowhere. If I could drive the oceans, I’d …
Untitled #697 (2014)
I knew this artist in college,‘n it ain’t that big a deal,ain’t a soul who don’t know an artist in college,whether it’s the artist or the story-teller,but I knew this artist. ‘n she hated to make art,but when she did, she did, she did. She told me once, she didn’t feel like the going was …
Untitled #696 (2014)
If you have sent me a message recently, I apologize. My inbox is a blank blue void. A vast space of non-existence. So, I didn’t get your message.
Untitled #695 (2014)
Sometimes he moved like might,other times he was not but a big butt. It’s hard to accept him as graceful and aloof,when he’s shaking what he’s got. That’s not to say stop,by all means…
Untitled #694 (2014)
because I like it, and the late-night on a Friday is hardly an optimal time to share.
Untitled #693 (2014)
I tried, it only worked as an image. The cropping is horrible, but…
