ad

I

no longer here
no longer near
to deal
with this queer

life

appeal
to those who hear

live

end the strife
trite
distracting barriers
disintegrating the might
of life

ripe
you are

to

care
share
be present
be there

while you can

because the day will come
when you are taken from this land
when you will have missed your chance
to hold extended hand

when to reminisce
will prove useless
when you missed

this

appeal
against
trite

life

live
with
might

secrets

come down

horn sounds
cream comes down
splashes around
lust crowned
passion frowns
thinks what now
as cum drips down
emotions lose ground


unknown

he doesn't know
what I did
that I unzipped
let another suck it
not that my dick
was exclusively his
but there was a hint
of betrayal
to it
but then
he doesn't know
that I know
what he did
either


rift

this does not make sense
I hate your presence
but I
long to be within
maybe
ego wants distance
so it
manifests silence
I can
not erect a bridge
my thoughts
are far too clouded
you do
not seem interested
so our
rift daily widens


Signed,
Lazy

tired of independent

I'm tired of screaming independent, I want to start depending on you...


cool

I
check the appearance of my skin
because I know I am going to see you

I
pull three shirts out of my closet
hate the first and the other two

I
know if I tell jokes you will laugh
but think my words will lose and I'll look the fool

I
hope you are still straight
so your eyes aren't tempted to cruise my hardened tool

I
am about to see you again
I am about to experience your cool

I
hope I can keep mine
I hope I can keep my cool


fly thick

tick, tick, tick
he is built thick
with that fly shit
my heart gets with

sharp mind?
check, tick
love sense?
check, tick
presence?
check, tick
big dick
awww, shit

keith sweated
i am twisted
by his fly thick
says my hard dick

tick, tick, tick
time
tick, tick, ticks
but
won't rush it
cause
he's worth it


Signed,
Interested

words of a thirtysomething

It's strange, this feeling that sometimes presents when I am alone. In the stillness I sense it, hope with a dash of fear, because my ego is desperately trying to hold on...

...but I'm too grown for that


ego

he is suffocating me
pressing pillow down firmly
I strike out and try to scream
but he is too strong for me

I have lived within him long
made him sing my endless song
made him change his name to wrong
made him think he was not strong

but he had to go and grow
recognize my presence know
if he does not murder me
he will be my casualty

now I lay here close to death
fighting until my last breath
knowing if he does kill me
he'll retain my memory


habit

my refusal
to take part in the illusion
you cling to
with your habitual I love you
is of benefit to us both
who have outgrown
the empty words that we both spoke
when we were emotionally broke
I choose not to cling to hope
or perpetuate the joke
so if you ask me for more dope
my answer will be (pause) nope


the last days of twenty

stroke, breathe
stroke, breathe

seed
bleeds

pick, pick, pick
scabs
make me sick
still
pick, pick, pick
prick

stroke
dick

sweet
treats

eat, eat, eat
eat sweets
eat meats

feed
gluttony

unhealthy
state of me

regret
connect

take him in
you love him

no
don't

stop
won't

think like that
not like that

old habits don't want to die
new spirit does not know why

as the twenties bid goodbye
and thirty is realized


Signed,
thirty

relax...it's just sex

"If you think you want to fuck someone, just talk to them and you probably won’t want to fuck them anymore." - Matt Siegel


click

mindless
I click

point
click

point
click

aroused
by it

point
click

point
click

display
you present

hot
trick

hot
prick

attention
you get

un
zip

stroke
dick

but is it worth it?


distraction

no
don't speak
I just want you
to fuck me

deep
dig deep
towards the within
you can reach

freak
no sleep
slut me
thrust inside of me

so
I release
fact that morning
you will leave


good fuck

when you say
you love me
with my cum
dripping
off your face
I know
you are lying
to yourself
so I sit
silently
remembering
when my heart
ached blindly
proclaiming love
to good fucks
that judged
my words of love
the end of us
the same way
I just decided
that we are done
while wondering
when
I became
the good fuck


Signed,
Epiphany