gay poetry – Liferaft in the Abyss

below average, a poem.

I wonder whatmy other Selveswould say to me…. “You say you sexless than three mena week?…. “You must sexually starved.” I say, “the quality is OK,but everyone knows your name….” “although they hit the spot, some ofthem willdull your spirit and consume you like poppers….” “and the homeless suffer more….” But of course, they wouldn’tContinue reading “below average, a poem.”

He couldn’t shot….a poem.

I liked penises,andwent to a man-whore’s house. Another kid caught me sneaking outat night, “got you you faggot!”and shotme dead. Went to hell,touched the flames….and they were fake. The devil was fake…. “pop” The boy pointed his revolverand I stood my ground, Then I walked away…. Lesson learned: the revolver is,but hell is fake.

Faster than light, a poem.

I ran and ran, but couldn’t catch him. He dwindled, his form growing smaller. Did he run from me because my fire and love were just too much? Or was it my B.O.? Was it too light or did it kill his nose? Next time, I’ll be faster than light.

Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….

Yes, yes!, I know, we look at those nudes in profiles, and forget the print. Yes! I love being tied down, but I am never powerless. I submit, bottom, manwwhore for the pleasure of It. But I don’t like the pain of my dis-spirited soul, knowing any I sleep with are likely not my soul-mateContinue reading “Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….”

….the journey…., a poem.

I love Women…. But I don’t want an ugly woman who would betray me, or try to convert me to a faith I despise. I love Men…. Been messin’ with men since 17, or 8, if you count childhood. But I don’t do well with men. The sex is great and I always want more,Continue reading “….the journey…., a poem.”