sideline

why we don't fuck
we barely touch
when we speak
it's rough
is because I know
our bed you rolled
with him
he told me so
and it fucks me up
this karmic punch
its record still
untouched
cause what you don't know
bout who you stroked
is he's my
sideline ho

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Editors Note | In the coming weeks, I plan to fill that twelve month gap I let build up in the Archive. More to come...

cycle

horny
we hunt
we choose
the cunt
we make
our case
he marks
our place

with his
passion
with his
stiffness
shows his
interest
we grant
entrance

our prey
secured
homeward
we creep
hardened
thoughts drift
seduc-
tively

enter
unzip
kiss suck
throat fuck
flip stick
deep breed
unload
hot seed

and af-
terward
when we
lay spent
after
he leaves
our cooled
presence

when doubt
asks us
what that
fuck meant
we will
ignore
repeat
again

dinner with a girl from high school

I can't tell if that's
disappointment in your eyes
or genuine surprise
that flickered when I
said I am into guys
that I've been with a guy
ten years, to my surprise
since you've steered the conversation
to so and so's ex wife
to he lost his job, that's right
to I can't have kids, I tried
to she's dating a white guy
to every single aspect
of other peoples lives
to the exclusion of an
important piece of mine
so I tell myself it's fine
sit across from you and smile
because the waiter is back
with that credit card of mine
the receipt, I quickly sign
before looking in your eyes
and wishing you a warm
but firm
goodbye.

ahmet

prelude

=

I hate writing this fucking poem
because you're dead
because you're gone
because the father
you chose to lean on
chose to kill
his gay son

I hate writing this fucking poem
because Ibrahim
is now alone
because the father
you chose to lean on
chose to kill
his gay son

I hate writing this fucking poem
because your father
is still on the run
because the country
you chose to lean on
chose to ignore
its gay citizen

although this hate
it fills me strong
I vow to keep pressing on
because the men
you've impressed upon
choose to fight in your name
for love undeterred

real

Be real
you know how this is
you knew
from the first moment
when with
a lie you started
that this
thing was bound to end
still I
moved in unwanted
due to
need unexpected
so we
have maintained pretend
an un-
-healthy partnership
we kiss
as if mandated
we talk
about surface shit
we move
on routine endless
but sex
out of the question
I think
we need to end this
before
our friendship gets bent
so the
question to you is
are you
ready to be real?