syrup pt. 2 (2nd volume to syrup- a follow-up on intimacy)

she’s smiling cheek to cheek, wide veneer cheshire feel my eyes tether through your bed side this that pressurized, bend-her-over sex drive the entry to her treasure room, legs wide find you in the vestibule, whisper at your back side cause vigors’ just a side effect to when i imbibe if pleasures just a mentalContinue reading “syrup pt. 2 (2nd volume to syrup- a follow-up on intimacy)”

super conservative (the poets descent into the ‘convenience’ of a sudden rejection)

if…I get to the point where no ones’ love embroiders me,I’d mix the oils, clay, and color coordinate the sordid seamsavoid distaste. annointed is the day shes holding mehoist your rose colored lies on a crown of thorny leaveshearing voices, and allof them enjoy to screamtend to open wounds, forget the ointment and gauzenirvanas intenselyContinue reading “super conservative (the poets descent into the ‘convenience’ of a sudden rejection)”

bondage (our chains, are invisible, but trust me, they’re there.)

inept, and upset, it’s like nothing is mentioned.lifes a run on sentence, interconnecting.eclectic, electric, im a plug in the wall.a bit so perplexive. spotting the occult in the psalms.the rejection. a song in the hall of this crazy asylumstraitjacket is off, and i still feel like i’mbindedabstaining. no hiding. not restrained or assignedwhat’s a goonContinue reading “bondage (our chains, are invisible, but trust me, they’re there.)”

naivety

i guess this is a letter to young me, and as old me having dominion over young me, and the fortune of being older and equipped with technology and the dream of possibly time traveling by watching too much sci-fi, or something- and possibly giving you this letter. dear little boy, this is older you.Continue reading “naivety”