Hoovering

When he’s desperate he turns me on again I stretch out to be the length of his favorite sin He’s ever so violently intermittent when he drains me Yet I store his dirt in clumps and heaps without complaining I move everything but him out of my direct path I roll forward or backward when … Continue reading Hoovering

Job Description

Perhaps I’m more than just a lover but only slightly less than a wife- Because that irritation that you need to feel with her, with me, exits life.. Perhaps you want me to stay, always, but simply cannot say… Too much bullshit forever wrecklessly at play- Perhaps I’m that awesome space between the two, in … Continue reading Job Description

Pith

I don’t hate you I adore you but I hate the fact that I adore someone like you. There are lots of ugly nice people around. There are loads of unattractive very kind and attentive and generous people that I could use around every corner. Fucking with them makes me feel worse than it does fucking … Continue reading Pith

Dearest Guru

Dearest Guru, I can see you now; raggedy red disheveled beard tickling your chest hairs- bald on top like the minute you were born, a little thin and sorrowful, eyes only bright from tears, furrowed brows, a barely noticeable slump in your shoulders, the worries of the world clawing your brain to shreds. I love … Continue reading Dearest Guru