brood

sometimes I brood
that’s just my mood
might have nothing
to do with you

most times I’m cool
play clown, play fool
while underneath
darkness speaks truth

I do not know
if I love you
the times we fuck
don’t think of you

I do not want
another tool
so here I sit
settled for you

all this I know
myself, can’t fool
so I just brood
unspoken mood



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mutual

tug
spray
with it yes
i want to play
lick my hand
apply wet glaze
shoot passionate
thought away

wet
dream
you twist mine
your dick I squeeze
pant and sweat
release hot cream
quickie kiss
two jerks come free

prelude to an end

I knew when
I let your long thick
behind me
within me
fucked it
and you were rough
inconsiderate
I knew then
it was the end

because you came inside
so quick
ripped off your condom
on the floor
left it
and walked away
chest puffed up big
like you knew
you were the shit

cheating with me
on your husband
who I 'd called over
to witness

who is sitting
in my den

videography

I used to wish
my life would stop
now I wish
I could fast forward
past the inevitable
mental rewind
and the lingering
aching pause
but I regain presence
press play
appreciate the moment
step forward
maintain

cigarette boy

black hat
white lips
back curve
meets hips

that defy stereotype.
i'm

attracted
your being pulls me in
attracted
i want to feel your skin
attracted
imagine coming within
attracted

to you.
and then you light up

fire
reflects addicted eye
smoke
clouds clear sky

with poison

penetrating you
seductively.

i wish your addiction
was me

de·si·re

I

Touch Him
Caress Him
Embrace Him
Molest Him

Knowing he has a wife at home
He has left his children alone
And me he refuses to phone
Until he is ready to bone

Still

I want him
I need him
I hate him
I love him

Because I know I am getting old
And his heat denies the cold
So despite the warnings told
In his arms I continue to fold

drunken encounter AKA flipside

Side A

"Say, bruh...

When I asked if you wanted to fuck
And proceeded to touch
Your face
Leaned in to taste
Your tongue
It was hotter than anyone
I had before
And when you opened the door
Pulled me to the floor
Lifted my shirt
Pulled it out
Started to jerk
Work
Me in a way
I can't even say
It's hard to replay
Because I'm not that way

I am not gay."

Side B

"Yo, man...

If I acted like I gave a damn
Had you thinking you were my first night stand
Got you heated as I slid my tongue
Calculatingly down your spine
Got into your mind
Like maybe this feels just right
Like maybe what I heard in church doesn't sit right
Like maybe my girl don't know how to do it right
Like maybe this might
Be the thing for me
Please
Don't let one night of pleasure
Cast your mind into thoughts of forever
Tempt your mouth to form the word together
When it comes to me
Because see
When you were asleep
Next to me
I knew we had done your girl wrong &
I knew you would try to string me along
Because I come strong
It's in my blood
This strength, so I don't need anyone
Won't allow anyone
To hurt me
And you might
'Cause you ain't right
And I am wrong
And you know what they say it equals when you add another
Brotha
I knew it when we kissed
That once it was over, we were finished
So my mind resolved this
Before my lips tasted your dick

I am not interested."

emptywords

He came
As he said the words -
I love you

And I said nothing.

My father
Often whispers -
I left you

My mother
Quietly screams -
I hate you

My spirit
Sometimes cries -
I need you

My heart
Slowly dies -
I miss you

Pain came
When he said the words again -
I love you

So I lied -
I love you, too

valentinesong

yoused 2 mean world 2
me

back when stupid was who I
be

back when thoughts of a
we

was all that life meant to
me

back when Lothario was you & Romeo was
me

& St Elsewhere you wanted to
be

so you crept into the web of an unknown
he

who walked talked & fucked different from
me

so I let you
be

though you claimed to want
we

because stupid I could no longer
be

after strength realized & whispered to
me

I did not need you to
be.

inbox

click
type click
I can't stop it
inbox check it
looking for him

ID type it
password type it
pressing sign in
thinking of him

did he send it
will I see him
my fear sets in
I just miss him

its addictive
so addictive
know its stupid
so damn stupid

still

click
type click
I am so sick
but click click click
I look for him

postitive: a dedication

if I am
will you be a man
about it
will you stay with me
be
my rock
watching the clock
to make sure I
don't miss a dose
toast
every
anniversary
birthday
weekday
because you want me to know
I am loved
no matter what

or will you run away?

if so say
hey
to my father
he did not stay
either

so I had to be twice the man

as I am
now.


dedicated 2 those touched

thankful

For years I thought I wanted you
had something my mind held on to
special I thought I saw in you
a truth that seemed to escape you

Life chose to reconnect we two
although I was not ready to
I met reality of you
an ego fiercely held on to

As a result we are now through
despite that I still manage to
give thanks for meeting the real you
so my heart could move on from you

dark

I turned dark in time with you
moved by attraction to you
did things that I should not do
things I knew better than to

captured video of you
replayed endlessly on loop
while you slept stroked it to you
thoughts of penetrating you

long time I had wanted you
closeness renamed me confused
distant went moral values
as I fought my want of you

knew love remained out of view
and like drifted away too
lesson realized with you
darkness I'm not immune to

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

Baby Brown

I pray
Aaliyah is your angel now
baby boy
baby brown
baby spirit
torn down
unguarded
left to drown

your heart
will sit with me
sing to me
sweet melody
revealing
importance of a love true
beautiful boy
beautiful you


In response to the homophobic taunts of his young peers, eleven year old Carl Joseph Walker Hoover took his life

This thickness needs to thin

Signed,
Silent