Tamashe

Maybe I’m ready to have a good time. I’ve earned these belly rolls. I’m old enough to stop apologizing for doing things for my comfort alone. The 43rd anniversary of my birth is in 8 days. Maybe I’m ready to be my own home. I’ve paid a few dues. So I’m old enough to not…

Junkanoo

She said I’m disgusting and I am acting out Meanwhile everyone else in the room wants to get to know me He loves me beyond a shadow of a doubt But she is getting her rocks off by scolding Everybody’s using every body is using everybody using me… She said I am rude as a…

Thursday at Mallard Landing

I’m sick of you, I’m sick of me Always ending, always ending I’m sick of yearning and not being… Selah Lip curled, ego bruised Nothing new, nothing new Come volunteer for my vapid use… Selah I’m sick of you, I’m sick of you I’m sick of you, I’m sick of me I’m sick of our constant nothing…

Philophiliac

Chords are changing Improvisational riffs Traversing all paths between the beginning and the cliff This one is my hip hop, gritty and real That one is my jazz with a melodious feel The other is my hard rock headbanging mischief The latest is the electronic rhythmic mystic Nothing consistent over the bass yet it fits But it…

Trouble fond

I’ve fucked you. And so that there is no confusion about my intentions I do want you, you know that. I’ve choked you. If I could, I’d keep you in a shoe box in my closet but I’m not delusional. I’ve sucked you. I know that want doesn’t ever equal get…nor should it. I’ve torn…

The Unassailable King Ananas

He’s the B6 from pineapple It’s so fucking sweet Curing everything….I want him to live forever but He sees what I am up against… a swarm of sycophants He’s etched on my neural pathways now… It stopped being his the first time that I tasted it… His outside is so hard to get into but He sees what…

Danger Duffle

Underneath the smooth finish Lies a sharpened edge No one would guess that a Ken Doll Grew a machete between his legs What did I ever see? Is the monster in me…. Underneath the softest pelt Are teeth ready to kill No one would believe the pretty boy Would rather suffer than simply feel… What is…

The everlasting ephemeral

I can close my eyelid down, blocking out the light assuredly feeling still the heat of the day each second a never ending connection to all before and after hunting to sleep in a cradle of calm waves with nowhere to fade away I can close my emotional center, blocking out heart beats hazarding to voice…

My tits

I know that as soon as you see them up close, covered or not, your mind decides if you like them, and therefore, me. You determine if they are too big to befriend or too long to be seen with in public… You decide in a split second how hard it would be to brush…

sUgArCoAtEdTeArDuCts

I promise you my friend, satisfaction is a weakness. I don’t just say this, I believe it… The truth is that crying releases leucine-enkephalin, which reduces pain. And pain reduction is satisfying isn’t it? I promise you my friend, happiness is a mental illness. I don’t just believe this, I live it… The truth is…