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    I was discouraged at therapy that my face was hideousNo one knew a sinner unless they looked at their fatherThe mother of your sons biological abortionLike a pistonLike a slug waiting to eat saltDisintegration of the molten force underneath...

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  • The Obliging Neighbor

    This morning I just looked out my windowAccross the streetI saw my neigbor place a gun to his dog's headHe blew the dog's brains out all over the placeHe walked calmly back into the houseA few moments laterHe dragged...

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    The Heart is Just Twilight

    Place my orphan heart inside the jewels of your oceanic dress every tide could just be bikini may the last Wednesday wave keep you wet forever Where were youwhen my spine was a crushed novellaawaiting the librarian delicate touchto place me on her bookshelf? How...

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    • The tension between digital distance and primal yearning – between the “computer screen” and “bones falling out of pillows”
      – is utterly captivating. The imagery is beautiful and sensual, a collision of technology and raw desire.

      • Where the hell did you sail from? Let’s board a pirate ship and plunder & plunder, until there is nothing left but words hand-scratched on the Titanic.

        Written since the womb really (apologies – that sounds so fucking pretentious) but as the decades tumble, if I can touch such beautiful souls then let that be my linguistic epitaph. Rob – never ever call me Bob. Lol

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    You are the sweetest ingredient...

    Hair smells like cinnamon,skin is as soft as butter.arching my back, adding curvesIntoxicating mixtures.Forest honey is on the lips,And flour, like tenderness,All plays in the hands,Turns into dough.I bake something special,out of my love and feelings.I sprinkle beauty...that I kept for you.The aroma...

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    • Chère K.,
      Hope this finds you well.

      In a burst of connection with the internet, I reread your 4 recent poems with a lot of pleasure.
      And (surprise, surprise) here’s another gem.

      I love it a lot and the artwork as well. Veggie proof! There’s a lot possible without suffering from animals.
      People are animals too?
      Hmmmm…..

      Warmest greetings, as always, Gus

      • Chère Gus,

        Your words make me smile – you know how to slip inside a poem and stroke it from the inside. I love that you felt the artwork too, a proof that desire can be lush, indulgent… without harm. (or can it?)

        And yes… people are animals too. The difference is, we pretend we’re tame – until someone bares their teeth, or leaves scratches down your back. haha (but if I bite you know I am excited and you are doing something so right) Perhaps that’s the secret pulse you caught in the poem: pleasure, hunger, and the little cruelty of always wanting more. 😉

    • Feels like old times seeing you again Kx

      Boy, have I missed your writing and you. Feels like eons…

      Well you didn’t disappoint, my hunger is rising and your picture, well you always know how to stir the pot, maybe you’ll let me lick it clean !

      BIG LIKE

      RL AWARD if they had RL’s

      • Mmm… so it really has been far too long, hasn’t it? I’ve missed the way you let that hunger spill right through your words. Stirring the pot is half the fun… I love stirring the pot if it means I am going to get spanked hard and … * nevermind, innocent look * and teasing you with a little taste, letting you wonder just how messy I’ll let that pot get before you lick it clean. 😈🔥 Thanks for the BIG LIKE, and that RL award? I’ll take it… naked.

    • That is cooking. Oven is hot over here.

      • Careful… it’s always hot over here, and I might sneak in and let you push me back against the oven door. Feel me shiver as the heat seeps into my skin, while your lips trace fire over me. I’d melt for you, drip for you, beg for you… and then I’d make you burn just as wildly, until we’re both too undone to tell where the heat ends and we begin. Okay I get carried away easily… I swear my mind is permanently in the gutter…

    • It’s always a pleasure and experience to read you.

      • I knew you are the sentimental type Adagio even if you hide it… but still you surprised me. And I have to admit, hearing that feels nice. I like knowing my words aren’t just read, but felt – that they leave you with an experience. Careful though… if you keep saying things like that, I might start expecting more sweet confessions from you.

    • Passionately penned, Kristina. This was piping hot straight from the oven. A sweet and gooey concoction indeed. Deliciously written my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Mmm… piping hot, gooey, and tempting – you make me blush the way you describe tasting my words, Damian. Maybe I should keep baking them up just to see how hungry I can make you. Your appetite is always appreciated. 🔥😉 sweet and gooey is only the surface. Beneath the sugar there’s intense heat, bite, and something far more decadent. I love that you tasted the fire in this one.

    • Loved the sexiness of this piece.

      • Thank you… guess I just can’t help but let some sexiness slip into everything I write. Maybe it’s my guilty pleasure… or maybe I just like keeping you stirred up. I love that you stopped by to see me, that’s very sweet. 😉🔥

    • How did I miss this Krispie slice of sensual fruit pie? You remain an orchard of midnight promise. Glad you are still quill’ing an’ all.

      • Mmm, you always had a way with words – orchard of midnight promise might be my new favorite sin. I’ve been keeping the quill warm and other things hot, just waiting for someone to come steal a taste again. Careful though… this fruit still bites back. 🍒🖤

    • A delicious write! As always.
      I would love some honey in milk
      Or milk in the honey. “)

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    Some People

    while walking to the local marketwe almost get run downin my head I'm thinking 'what a fucking asshole!!'as bad as I want to lose my cool and flip them the birdmaybe say some profane wordsI see you and your...

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    • Oh yeah, everyday life can suck badly sometimes! The more valuable it is to have someone at your side who is well balanced and reminds you that getting upset about small things is only waste of time and energy. We can’t change them anyway. Much more important is to focus on the things that are really meaningful to you and that you can have impact on!

      • As bad as the world seems I remind myself of the blessing in my life.

        Thanks for the read friend.

    • I concur with Sappho, and hope everyone has (or finds) someone that keeps them grounded in this way. Awesome write, my friend!

      Clay

      • When I think of my wife I think of someone that’s kind and hopeful. Even though I’m not like that it makes me wish I was.

        Thanks for the read friend

    • Sounds like you found that rare individual who grounds you. I have one of those too. The world is getting harder to find center in. Everything feels poised to set us off. Finding that pin-point of calm in all that is a treasure. Beautifully written, my friend

      • Those we love tend to drown out the ugliness of the world. Thanks for the read friend.

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