Monday, October 28, 2019

crestwail

i witnessed and had to apologize
so i, alone, could recognize
what you have since begun to help me realize
my thoughts, i need to analyze
i should really have tried to sympathize
i just really need to emphasize
i don't feel the need to tell more lies
you'll never know how fast time flies
i feel a little lobotomized
i guess it really is about the size

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if i ask for more, will you beg me to stop?
if i crash on your floor, can i cum in your sock?
i've barely just broken out of my cage
so long as i swallow desire and scratch out a page
maybe, one day, we two can try out the stage
i know you've always been all the rage


Wednesday, October 23, 2019

stomping, clomping

famously fetid and lost in the sauce
waylayingly wettish and seeking a boss
bottom black boy with tendencies to switch
searches out sadist who knows more than this:
i might be the best but my best ain't much;
i'll respond to your words and return your touch.
i see you picking women who try to confuse
while i only accept neglect and abuse
we're both flawed, sure, and broken to boot
we could talk for more hours than i'll ever compute
i'm swallowing the desire to call out your name
i wish you would allow me to fan your flame
i can't help what i want and neither can you
just let me be around when you're feeling blue

and i know ... that i'm ... a wreck
i just want ... your hands ... around my neck
i;ve tried to be subtle ... but i ... suspect
i'm in for another ... tornado...of neglect

i can be your pink diamond, help you laugh for days
i wish you would let me bathe in your rays
i'll scream out the loudest when you take the stage
your control of your own power sends me into a rage
so when my heart starts pounding, i have to scribble out a page
you've shown me your magic, i know you're a mage
so why do you insist on staying in that dull cage?
i could be your own maverick, i could bring us some sage
the good people have had it, slaving for minimum wage
why am i always so manic when i see your sweet face?
i'm sorry i'm so bad at keeping the pace
i'm horny as a rabbit when i drink from your bass
i feel like a savage when we're running this race
i'm not just a fad, baby wait til i get my own place

and i know ... that i'm ... a wreck
i just want ... your hands ... around my neck
i;ve tried to be subtle ... but i ... suspect
i'm in for another ... tornado...of neglect

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

popped

hardly adapted to the reckoning
irresistible to certain beckoning
this silence is almost deafening
like and endless hole of ketamine
i'm soothed, supple, slipping into slumber
while you sweat, toil, and lay out your lumber
i want to support you, be your frame
but i want you to want to say my name
i've lived backstage, i'm behind a scene
but i might just be ready for the screen
to soon be heard, to soon be seen
soon, i guess, you'll see what i mean
for now, i'll get lost in this endless dream
way out in the cosmos where they can't hear me scream

sadical

i've wondered before if you know my name
so i've climbed aboard the s.s.s. fame
let's set sail and see the world
come one, come all, come give us a twirl
i won't insist because i've learned my lesson
but i think i'm quite ready for your smith and wesson
locked and loaded, your chamber is cocked
i'm peeking down the barrel, hoping to get popped
you awaken my brain, force me out of bad habits
soon, i'm sure, you'll teach me to cut up a radish
i shouldn't hold out hope that you'll choose me
cause it's 'fun' being single - i can't wait to die free!

FELT UP

redirect the energy:
calm the mind
succ in my synergy
(you're all mine)
i should be relenting
i should be forgiving
i wish i were receiving
i wish i weren't bleeding
i should keep receding
i should stop repeating
i wish you did believe me
i wish you could relieve me
(this is just a whine)
just let me indulge
let me fill my void
please lead me to the bulge
of some bi-curious boi
i know what i want,
i'm anxiously searching
til then my dripping cunt
dries out, unworthy.

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

???

patchy, plastered, poly, and puckered
we wish and pray for unholy fuckery
while you wallow and wane for overwhelming waves
your perspective can change, made to remain
in the same dull game
trying to wish, to relay, and maintain
take my skin graft to change up my game
i'll never be the same
i'm hungry for the fame
i'm more than manmade
do some digging, but bring a spade
i will shine and not fade
like the marquis de sade
i've chosen a different blade
take me on a date
let's embrace our fate
i  finally took the bait
i'm filled with a little hate
for the lies you masticate
just let me masturbate
and i'll open up the gate
i'm sorry for being late
i was busy looking for a mate
no, i don't wanna try your vape
i've got enough on my plate
come and clean off my slate
we'll be done by eight
when my eyes begin to dilate
i'll be ready to fornicate
i'll smirk at who you choose to berate
i think your humor's fucking great

Friday, October 4, 2019

burps

i wish i could hear you
i wish i was there
to attempt to soothe you
by brushing your hair
let's maniacally jest
til we're red in the cheeks
get lost in our language
then get lost in the sheets
i barely know you
but it feels like years
i'm not broken around you,
i forget all my fears.
you relax and sooth me
remind me i'm flawed
why won't you abuse me?
leave my black back all clawed?
i'm here if you need me
or if you notice me panting,
i'm a different kind of the seed
that fell in the pantry
but know when you come to feed,
please do so gallantly

syllabus

a little less lifted and a lot more dry
still feeling the world and unable to cry
let me down there, let me show how to fry
i promise to handle it, i promise to try

i'm manic but frugal
i want to give gifts
let me tickle your bugle
while you strum out a riff

time comes unhinged
when you walk in the place
you've left me all singed
hanging off the plate

i'm manic but mellow,
i've silenced my roar
i'll restring your cello
if you ask me for more

never give up
is what they scream in reply
fill up your cup
before you clean out your sty

i'm aching and arching my back in the sun
always remember to clean your gun

Tuesday, October 1, 2019

buck up, buttercup

glittering, bumbling, bearing the light
confounded by follies that induce flight
so as i escape into the night
make sure it's beautiful, buzzing, and bright
i will not cave when you try to fight
fuck me, it's so foreign to not feel fright

wish wish wish

mulling over meagerness
i'm bulbous but blissful
chugging down seagrams
pessimistic but wishful
why wont you grab my hair?
pull by the fistful?
instead i dream about you,
your promises - wistful.
i'm swollen with passion
i'm less than tasteful
i'll create what i can
so i won't be wasteful
i'm brimming over, bro!
i need that release
i know you aren't interested
so why must you tease?

middle found

playful pandering for pleas of pleasure
proudly prancing through fields of weather
whether it's broken, whether it's bright
we slowly turn to disappear from sight
let me coddle, caress, and cuddle you
while you smirk and shove and say we're through
cause now i know, just as well as you
that we might as well embrace the nude
i'll show you my soul, i'll show you my words
i've only felt cold from your musical birds
allow me to fumble, trip over myself
as i promise you a different kind of wealth