Picture |
I'm
remembering all the things I said I would do in my life, that I swore I
would never do again. But then someone told me I looked beautiful, and
that I was sexy, and the decision I had made prior...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Nov 2009 20:34:00 GMT |
Saga |
The walls are crashing around the house tonight. As they are many nights. I look from the slats of wooden floor where I sit and out the window to the orange glow of the streetlight on the corner. I kn...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Oct 2009 01:40:00 GMT |
part of a story about something pt. 2 |
Pt. 2 Gay bars and Strip clubs.John was explaining to me the nature of our existence and howsometimes, we return to this place not because we chose to, butbecause we could choose nothing else. My min...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Aug 2009 22:06:00 GMT |
Part of a story about something |
I suppose every story about a woman should begin with theacknowledgment that at some point you will never see that woman again.Whether that reason be death, divorce, abuse, cruelty, slander, sex .. . ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 00:51:00 GMT |
Fence building |
For a long time now I've likened life to climbing a ladder. It's a common metaphor I know. And I suppose it's not one much unlike anything anyone else likens to life and i would be sure to note that i...
Posted by on Sun, 17 May 2009 18:52:00 GMT |
Beautiful things pt. 2 |
There is an african american woman I notice quite often meandering about the streets of Portland. She is portly and ill-kempt. Her state and attire would not suggest that she is homeless yet i would n...
Posted by on Sat, 16 May 2009 22:16:00 GMT |
beautiful things |
I find little more attractive than watching another woman ache.Two nights ago at the magic a queer woman came in all by herself. She sat with herself and drank with herself. She had a black hat pulled...
Posted by on Sat, 16 May 2009 22:01:00 GMT |
Sex ploit |
subtitled: meanderings of a timeless mentalitysubtitled: obsessionsubtitled: perverted self-portraitsubtitled: synchronic dialoguessubtitled: . .lklerkrngathe thing in the mirror across from my ...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Dec 2008 09:45:00 GMT |
something too late for apologies |
See any nice tits lately?I want out of the cities and the towns. I want out the bars, speakeasies, and coffee shops of the twenty whatevereth century; where the greatest thing you'll ever learn or hea...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Nov 2008 04:45:00 GMT |
You speak of Love |
Kevin wrote me once after i had cut off contact with him. Twenty-two pages and three years later i learned that the love i felt for him would never dissipate.He wrote about sex, finding lust in great ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 00:52:00 GMT |
