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bobbay

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About Me

My boyfriend laughs at commercials.
Ambition makes me miserable.
I sometimes talk in my sleep. I've no idea what I dream about.

Goodnight moon. Goodnight room.
Goodnight cow jumping over the moon.

My Interests

bro-hawks, bri-phones, breers, bro-nuts

Music:

the mumps, the bumps, the measles, the weasels

Movies:

live ones

Television:

Muppet Babies

Books:

The Tropic of Cancer, Lolita, Peter Pan, On the Road, The Perks of Being A Wallflower, The Prince of Tides, Mrs. Dalloway, The Hours

Heroes:

Albus Dumbledore, Wolverine, My Nanna

My Blog

Bobby Fieseler AIDS Marathon Donations

Friends,   I am running over 26 miles in Florence, Italy in November to combat the world AIDS crisis. I have never run a marathon before and could use your generous support.   I am tak...
Posted by bobbay on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 10:23:00 PST

Quit your job

Quit your job. Leave your business relationship. If something or someone has betrayed you, pick up and move on. Flee. Save yourself. Don't even give two weeks. Are you a human doorstop? Disappear...be...
Posted by bobbay on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 05:43:00 PST

his name

When one becomes a distance,think of skin and skinas barrier boundSkinned me in, he did, we do,then and thenDoors open to soundCrushed between the teeth,become letters, once wordsNoteway undone, hinge...
Posted by bobbay on Tue, 11 Apr 2006 03:39:00 PST

Dressing Song

Likeness and fullness, at last, and life shall be the count between dress and undress The coil and uncoilingof mask; I stress over which I'm more adoringWatching he tack cloth to a frame, watching him...
Posted by bobbay on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 10:12:00 PST

Emerald City (more gayness)

Emerald City As a child who danced ballet, I dreamed of the Emerald City There was a throbbing core For all the springing cells In my feet and all The plastic gems I'd glued To my s...
Posted by bobbay on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 12:53:00 PST

Failed Introductions to Nice People

Great Introductions Here's an account of the three worst introductions of my life: 1.  Sneezing in a girl's breasts I was in the crowded bar Griffins on a Friday night.  My friend Brian's ja...
Posted by bobbay on Sat, 14 Jan 2006 12:29:00 PST

discount student housing (a poem that is less gay)

discount student housing     Denny snacks on termites   That fall from the patched roof.   They, too, will dance when the ground gets hot.   We look like junkies.   Outsi...
Posted by bobbay on Sun, 08 Jan 2006 08:20:00 PST

Turning Points, Part I

1.  "Your Barn Door's Open" In the Fourth Grade, I once gave an entire book report with my fly open.  I was reading passages from Judy Blume's tale of youthful angst, Superfudge, when t...
Posted by bobbay on Sun, 01 Jan 2006 11:58:00 PST

For Matt (a very old, very gay poem)

Awakening to a fixed, translucent gaze after a night of naked mischief, swordfights, and turns on the bottom. Faggots, by definition, we were: "twigs twined together" for a common fuel World Book Di...
Posted by bobbay on Tue, 20 Dec 2005 04:44:00 PST