We roam On the pavements of the Earth Riding the buses of the world Weaving in and out Of the fingers Into the palms Of the thieving hands Above Long drilling nails Dug into this land Scratching at the soul

31/01/3025. -Icopolis Correctional Enclosure (I.C.E) Fifth Planet.-  I was one of thirty-four men sentenced to a life of penal servitude. I got a one-way ticket off-world to a land of ice and death.Sixteen men did not survive the Skip.The...

  First time I got laid,I was fifteen.Kim.Black hair and big breasts.I just knew I was in love.She fucked every one of my friends.My heart felt like it was hit by a truck.I wandered lonelyas the neon night. I wanted to...

A question I ask myself is now.How could we back to friends?Why and how? By this point,we've gotten so close.And deep emotions arose.How could we go back to base one? As if I wasn't your number one?I still remember last of...

My love returned to me today,after two weeks absent,poked and prodded by other hands.Her slender neck realigned straight and true,action lifted smooth as a lover's curve,that infernal buzzing G-string silenced at last.She needed time away to reclaim her voice,and...