Are you a toaster? A painting? Or are you what You create? I’m someone perfecting myself as a sexual being. I am a bearer of orgasm And ecstacy. This is my way.
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(*pop*)
I was high above themountainswhen I heardthe(*pop*). I threw outmy Mercedes,andMy jeweledRolex And still Iwentdown. I didn’t want tofreeze upthere, So I threwoutsome more. Over theside, over desertsI dumpedmy furs. I landed inOcean. I couldn’t swim,letting goMy ego,and felt…. Buoyant.
I was raised in a Cage, a poem
The walls were most bare during the rare prey seasons and leaves long disintegrated. Outside my Cage, the world was false and gilded. I’m free now, but there Is no one to mate With because I’m too rare: Bisexual, non-Abrahamian, Spiritually sexual Black guy…. Seeks sexually needy Sex dreamer and Wiccan, either sex can apply….Continue reading “I was raised in a Cage, a poem”
In truth…., a poem.
In truth…. Good and evil do not exist. There is no life on Earth. There is no Earth. There are no child soldiers, and Asian folk can walk the streets in peace. The oceans circulate plastics like cancerous cells In a body that does not exist, Astronomers light years away wonders, ‘who turned out theContinue reading “In truth…., a poem.”
Liferaft in the Abyss 