Okay now. This does not show old at all.

Wait… Wait… Wait
Is this thing to scale?
Oh shit.
Okay, tell me to bend over again

Eyes wide closed

Damn….I was on my way to the airport…..lol

Really strong poetic rant which effectively points out that there continues to be a double standard when it comes to sexual deviance. I just finished a book called “Tampa” by Alissa Nutting which totally kills this topic in reference to predators. You should take a look at it.

To apologize for a body part caught my attention, then I read this and understood where you were coming from. Interesting.

Powerfully penned, Nick. I partially blame the media, well the propaganda that’s force fed to us to consume daily. Putting their narratives in our heads. Magnificent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I appreciate reading the confessional poems out there, as a man given a penis by God, I can heavy relate. It’s not easy being a man and I’m sure harder to be a woman.

In different ways, but for sure. I also get that there are a lot of toxic men that do put a lot of women on edge.

Thanks for the read, friend.

Hey there, friend. I didn’t mind the me too movement I just felt it moved away from helping victims and became villainizing men. Also was kinda a trend where everyone was a victim regardless of the situation. I mean I think of the Taylor Swift incident where a groping was being seen as just bad as rape. It’s bad but not the same.

Thanks for the read. I very much appreciate it.

Whoa…Whew…Nick…Sweetheart…
I don’t have a dick to cut off or a spaceship for travel
Let’s take a Wellbutrin and relax, okay?

Rebelliously penned, Nick. A powerful spill my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hehe that makes me smile.

Thanks for the read, friend.

Powerfully penned, Keith. What Mary said, sometimes making things right is comforting. Especially on a deathbed. For some reason when I read this I could hear, Robert Stack, narrating it. Like an Unsolved Mysteries episode. Great write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I have Robert Stack on my GPS giving me directions. It reminds me of “Airplane”. I’m kidding.

You have just blown my mind with this piece, and there’s nothing insane about it. For once, it’s a vision of sanity, and I think everyone is on board with the beauty of forgiveness. It’s odd how death and finality have a way of changing our perspectives so abruptly. Setting things right can be so important. How fortunate were these two for having a middleman that kept them in touch.

Keith is it? I’m Meg. Thanks for that story!

Hello Adira. Glad you enjoyed this piece. Thank you for the gracious comments.

This was touching. Made me think of my last visit to my mother who was on hospice with breast cancer. She was barely able to open her eyes to see me, then she was able to make a smile, the last smile I ever saw from her. Cancer took her but couldn’t kill her sweet soul. Bravo 👏

Powerful and poignant.

Death brings either the sweetest or the meanest in human beings. In this case, it was love. A heartbreaking and heartwarming write. Both at the same time. Well done, buddy!

Happens more than most would think. Powerfully penned, Keith. Great spill my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you Adira. Reality is painful for most. Appreciate the feedback!

Can actually relate to this. Sadly. I feel my fiance and I no longer really love each other, not even any attraction exists. While I was reading your piece here, I felt my creative, poetic juices flowing and if I dont have any more purpose with her, then poetry and story writing will become my purpose in life. You write a simple piece, yet totally thought provoking. Bravo!