Standing at the bus stop of my heart @ 6:27 pacing, and it’s 90º easily, yet your six o’clock bus is late as usual… Staring at the 6:28 Amtrak schedule in the terminal of my brain planning (and its 92º surprisingly) a quicker and less hectic route to you… Sitting alone on the 6:29 subway … Continue reading Warmer Than Normal for September
Shoo bop, Shoo bop Moments waiting, my baby ooh Shoo bop, Shoo bop Waiting for you is my second favorite thing to do Shoo bop, Shoo bop There’s seven billion of us I’m not special I’m sure if they all knew Shoo bop, Shoo bop Moments waiting, my baby ooh Shoo bop, Shoo bop They’d … Continue reading Motown Street Lights
He comes in and I press my chest against him sweetly then I rub my hands down his torso, down his thighs, get on my knees and kiss his ankles before I look up with a pleading face and wrap my arms around the back of his legs, it looks like a lower body hug, … Continue reading Illusory Superiority
6:56 AM To him via text: A speechless man is a lovely thing at times but right now is when you should tell me what it is that you need. 9:00 AM To him in my mind: Every time that I give a little bit I immediately want to pull myself back completely. I don’t … Continue reading The Typical Procession of Sunday
No longer using leeches No longer polluting the beaches Mass Interweb connection Sex no longer requires protection Bread sans gluten Genetically modified humans Figured out how to drive an electric car Consistently raising the technological bar No longer drinking urine Damnation of the Centurion Shoes without carbon footprints 37 year olds still living off their … Continue reading The Guilt Free Life
She’s Teasing him He’s Lying to her (He didn’t think she would but she will) She’s Inviting him He comes to hers (He didn’t think she could but she can) She’s Kissing him He’s Playing her (He didn’t think she should but she shall) She’s Stripping him He’s Suspecting her (He didn’t think he’d like … Continue reading Midwestern Midweek at Midday
Am I helping or hurting him you and myself Why are we sneaky ass predators moving so stealth why do we trick each other all of the time I don’t mean clothes or makeup or hair or wine I mean pretending that we want to be there at all When really the person we want … Continue reading Groupon
