Having sex is like play,
innocent as it's no sin.
Whatever bullshit they say.
Sex is main joy of living.
Tell me who's top who bottom.
Just one whole orgasm.
As long as there's pee & poo,
there's other bodily fluid.
Put judgement outta the door.
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Category: poem
Business.
You reserved your anger at me,
treated me as your enemy.
Now you want my affection.
Now you're ready for my company.
That ship has sailed & sunk.
We're now in different realms.
I understand you're a victim too
that doesn't excuse you passing it on.
They say the mothers stand still
so we can see how far we've come.
I wish I've never existed so
you could burn all this shit down.
Frustrated insane mothers,
don't blame your insane daughters.
We're not here for your comfort.
The business is not finished.
Bond.
There's human bonds forged in hell
that you can't find anywhere else.
It's filled with hurt & shame
coagulated with blood & urine.
It's a festering spot in the soul
you don't know what happens if poked.
That's the spot where you're vulnerable.
No answers, no prayers & no cure.
If you sit with it as a knowing friend,
you may forge a bond sourced in heaven.
2nd chance.
I was never happy.
They didn't care.
It's as if
I was never there.
Punish them by
giving myself the finger.
Long have known
life ain't fair.
It's alright, now.
It's alright.
The demon in the head
is not the permanent kind.
You can be lighter.
You can touch the sky.
Now it's your chance.
Better luck this time.
Human.
To be human is to be
lost forever,
and learn to make homes
in the unknown.
Bourgeois.
Maybe I shouldn't have known myself,
then I'd not see the whole elephant.
Instead I'd be dozing off
sitting on sofa watching Netflix.
The last breath of pure oxygen.
It's a bliss until the last minute.
If there's still time to do something,
I'm munching on potato chips & muffins.
Another one.
If I'd know what I know now,
I wouldn't have stopped myself.
I'd stab the heart & carve it out.
If I'd know what I know now.
Timidly I knock on the door,
peek through the window of the carnival
where the give & take is pure & simple,
and finding the taste sour & bitter.
You know what I just found out?
Life's over the moment you hold out.
Whether you die tomorrow or a century tops.
In the end it's, if you can forgive yourself.
Drain.
This anger in me, I can't take a breath.
Like steam in the engine, it propels me ahead.
Don't know where I am, unless you're behind.
Give me a look, back to square one.
Counting the money, salvations spent.
Same old habit, who, where & when.
Love is a foreign country, one trip a time.
The spirit drains, in laughters and wine.
Meditation.
I bow to myself in front of me
and surprised by the mortal bile-
a hatred as such I've never felt.
No wonder I'm never happy.
My consciousness repelled by my existence
blocks people & wonders of living.
Fought hard to get to where I am.
Still time to get to the other side?
Lover in the Sky.
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