Raw

lost
drowning the forest burning
ass a full moon
he
a dead body on cheap cotton sheets
at the bathhouse
saw him before
never his face
just the used body like old tires
bathhouse door opened
inviting the wicked
raw
the insecurity I could fuck because I never saw his eyes
the fall
to feel but not feel
hurt boy just recycling the rape when I was ten
didn’t want anything to be real
or have consequences
he took and never told
dead body that arched his back and didn’t ask questions
wanted to be him
he was nobody the wasted lube on the floor

uncleaned soul
made me feel normal
when I fucked him
always gave him my abortions
the end of my dick and squeezed
the waste onto his lips and exited
leaving no footprints

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Private dancer

indifferent epivany
abysmal hotel room strangling
the boredom
Hosting alone
He came over and said I was too rigid
Wanted me dance the private dance
Elevation spit wet atoms of chemistry that evaporated to smoke
Inhaled
Ghastly injustice like haunted sprits
Somebody call the preacher
I ain’t going to church on Sunday

How can it hurt you when it goes too fast?
the wind pushing back like the bully
conjuring the other eye
The name changes when the lights click off

Seduction in its agenda
don’t love him
Private dancer
Said I was going to quit that bitch
He’s a slut, got everybody thinking he’s the best fuck
Fucking up my mind
Having me dealing with people
I wouldn’t speak on the streets if a car was coming
Private dancer
Like his body, how he dances
And then I forget what I said last week
Collateral damage
Strange poltergeists
knowing the crash
is coming


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Are you feeling me?

cocked out
undressed at the door
Unless I wasn’t answering the lust
Pull
Red jockstrap down
He likes to follow rules
Filthy erection that likes to be slapped around

I say
Pretend this is summer camp
You snuck your intention in my bottom bunk bed
Felt it against my back
I try to pretend to be sleep

I got needs
need my dick free
digging for soul
ass needs stretching
dripping sticky clotted lust like spoiled milk
leave the spider webs on my lips
Adolescent hormonal thrust
Warp speed, get amnesia cause the lost of blood
ur dick throbbing against my firm stomach
what if I awake and realized the pornography
my dick went there
u wanted the sun to settle
Drunk full moons begets anything goes
Blame it on da liquor, weed, pnp or whatever eases da soul
Or the dog, WOOF!
dick free, digging for soul
ass stretched
Cuz I got needs
Like flesh struggles when men want control and power
No apologies
Twisted leeches of Amnesia
Just horny
Talk that dirty sexy talk to me
No apologies



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Comparative darkness

Image
Ground surface
Body intercepting light
The chains
Arrest
Bound by mystery of life
Reflections
Held hostage to the idea of salvation
Some of us turn all the lights on to kill
He asked me
What type of slave are you
Slaves make masters
Funny how that works
The comparative darkness
How beginning was lonely
Until he found the shadow
The sun staring back
So he can pretend he is a man

The homeless woman asked me
How I got my change
I told her I needed all my change
Couldn’t spare losing sense
I’m too close to being
Broken again

Light can be a hustler
Laughing
Arrogant bastard
When the sun is rising
To question shadow
Maybe it’s your past
Maybe it’s your born again agenda
Maybe some secrets you will never tell
But we all plot
Graveyards
The wasteland


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The game

Coach, final jerk, puts his best players first
The sport
Nobody likes to lose abandoned erections
Why you come here if you didn’t want to play
Don’t’ hate the game, hate your parents DNA
I’m sure you forgot when you tipped that stripper
Jacked off to that porn
Didn’t complain when it was your fantasy
Saying he’s playing games cuz you can’t get your way
Stop pretending you’re different
Get pissed cuz you’re benched
Your passive aggression misdirection
Obsessive compulsive vanity
Marginalizing souls at one glimpse of a photo
Moral superiority
So many rules
The game
Why are you here if you didn’t want to play?
Be a man
We fuck, kill or run