Month: March 2016
Blood Pours Out (poem w/audio)
pardon my stuttering and stammering………………………….. tongue tied indeed.
Awesome, Milady………………………….
Power Play (poem w/audio)
Size is irrelevant, but your hypnotic and sensuous voice can make a man of any size weak and a submissive…………..
The Bucket List Series ~ 1 ~ a duet
awesome, congrats to both of you. )))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Glenn Frey, solo track, How’d I miss this until now?
The Plank.
You, so manly
present to me
a charming mystery,
cyber-spatially,
but maybe,
tell me…
your well-versed hands,
can they find me,
and touch me?
Can that buccaneer,
pirate this booty?
Can your glasses shade,
this blazing heat?
Can your man stand up,
to your poetry?
our secret affair
of which you’re not aware,
surprise!
do you follow me?
Under Foot.
Temper-treated,
pressed ‘n pleated,
predisposed and superseded,
diagnosed,
poorly heeded,
over-psychiatrically,
pre-treated,
super-imposed,
pin-up prose,
cake-layer completed,
centrally distributed,
locally re-heated,
self-stimulated,
pseudo-violated,
over-chewed,
nearly spewed,
swallowed up,
oh Hell –
regurgitated,
won’t sit well,
if stacked up to,
the tried and true,
another epic fail,
shoddily fabricated,
horizontally situated,
systematically nauseated,
linguistically free,
tongue in cheek,
verbally inebriated,
an atrocity,
a featherless Crane,
singed into the brain,
of the Herring,
a forsaken queen,
been busy,
out bone-collecting,
well beyond her means,
never satiated,
by her plundering,
blindly placated,
by the obsolete,
of the broken-spirited,
broken down,
rotted through,
to an army paraded,
beneath the sole of my shoe.
Home.
then just go do what’s best for you and finally enjoy the rest of your life in peace wherever you choose to do so. Damn it, you sure deserve it and moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) \”◉ ◡ ◉”/ Hugs&💨 💋
Things are happening; I have already started to pull out every box and crate stored in my garage; in order to sift through and keep only what’s truly necessary, I must touch each thing.
It’s almost comical…how all of the things I have nearly killed myself in order to hang on to for so long will soon be thrown out. These things turn out to mean nothing; and to serve no purpose at all…outside of painful reminders to me of a former identity that’s become a bitterly recalled ghost. Things are changing; big ideas are being rolled into balls and set into motion around me – and I have been called off the bench to get into the game. I intend to play like never before once I get on the field, believe me…
But Life is funny this way, isn’t it? At last, I have lost everything; I don’t…
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Today I stand with the world and #prayforbrussels and also #prayfortheworld. Who will all the hate and terror end? #endterrorism #endterrornow #worldpeace
Just an update
Glad to hear you’re OK. Let it all flow naturally and grab a big bucket to catch all those thoughts and ideas when the faucet in your mind turns on d ………………ᕙ(💓▿💓)ᕗ………….💨 Hugs&💋 💓 🎉 🎊 🎆 ⚽ 💣 💥 🔥💓 💨 🎉 🎊 🎆 ⚽ 💣 💥 🔥………………………….
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