Where Are The Heroes For Our Own Time

Where are the heroes for our own timeThe poets & warriors to lead the chargeI’m not the effigy of your incompetent apathyMerely the pirate of record, by & large Who will join me among these ranksTo beat back the mind-numbing attitudesTo hell with society & its reality televisionTaking my crew to more temperate latitudes

Wading Through Seawater In Your Dress

Wading through seawater in your dressClinging to your delicious curvesExposing the universe to meStanding at attention; all my nerves You’re the anomaly of this worldVirtue & flexibility of our seamsWrap your legs around my mindAllow me the most sensuous dreams Never to rejoin this delinquent societyLet me lead you with hands on your hipsTo paradiseContinue reading “Wading Through Seawater In Your Dress”