Monday, May 31, 2010

Sunday, May 30, 2010

salacious sunday - [of whores & wickedness]

Do not prostitute thy daughter, to cause her to be a whore; lest the land fall to whoredom, and the land become full of wickedness.
~Leviticus 19:29 

Saturday, May 29, 2010


mine to hold
yours to behold
mine to use
mine to abuse
yours to amuse
mine to touch, kiss & fuck

mine to please
yours to tease
mine for the rest of time

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

the sun is a light bulb

The sun has burned away the clouds again. It's getting ready to sear the earth for yet another day. I think this is the third day in a row where temperatures have peaked above 26C. It's too early for this.
Day eight. I wish the nights would revolve as quickly as the days. Sleep evades me, keeping just out of reach, like a hummingbird at a flower. I miss her breathing, her warmth against my arm, my shoulder, my thigh. The absence of voices hang between these walls and presses down like a blanket. Television does nothing to dispel the loneliness. 
Music calms the waters of my soul yet leaves behind little ripples of emptiness. Her distant voice is the shore of my longing.