Elegant Evenings; Long Gown Shimmering

Elegant evenings; long gown shimmeringCackling & racking back the slideUncomfortable theories in the moonlightRecasting guilt on the day Jesus died Some of us aren’t natural beautiesWe must rely on intellectual fortitudeAshamed to exist outside fantasyWishing for a more temperate latitude Sweat pooling under our winks & grinsWith anyone else, this would be a bummerBut I

I’m Just Trying To Live My Life

  I’m just trying to live my life Extending some gratitude along the way Showing the people how I can love For we never know when it’ll be our last day I don’t always wake up with a smile But it’s always easier if I somehow do Grabbing black coffee & my woman’s ass Together

I. Unlocking Our Shackles

Unlocking our shacklesLeading us out, presented as a mannequinThis is our coming out – an introductionForced grins are as useless as foreskins Wishing we were polite in this instructional societyThey have us strutting around as a debutanteThe promise of a honeymoon for lewd servantsBut these demons only allow us to unseemly haunt Image by Markus Spiske from Pixabay 

Shipwrecked.

Shipwrecked.Isolated on foreign shores since thenSurrounded by predatorsJudgement & leers by creepy menCan only do her best to surviveKeeping quiet in their midstDon’t want to provoke the beastWon’t fade to obscurity she insistsIt’s complicated to remain equalThese days one must be agileShe keeps them at bay with a grinWhile remaining firm but not fragile

I Don’t Need All That Chaos

I don’t need all that chaos I’m content with simple taste Up early in the morning To ensure the day isn’t a waste A prayer, a pen & a book Foundations to a solid grin Society can’t take it from me In control as the world spins

The Beat Making My Diesels Sweat

The beat making my Diesels sweatThis is beyond my usual sceneUsually I can’t dance without regretNeeding a lot more alcohol & caffeineGlow sticks & the whole lot to lampoonI can’t live life with digitized crapMoving my body like an analog buffoonI need to find a pretty lady to sit upon my lapI spy one in

I Wish To Feel Her Heart

I wish to feel her heartTo feel every loving beatShe makes me smileEver since we first did meetI wish to touch her heartFor it always gives me hopeA silly grin creases my faceWith my prolonged grope Image by Tino Ehrhardt from Pixabay