autumn veils the sky
in golds and reds—fleeting shades
neath forever blues
11/2/2024
It hurts me to know
that I could make you happy
but you won’t let me.
And now Fall is here
and now neither one of us
wants to be alive.
insemination
of the artificial kind—
poem born, just ain't real
11/17/2024
Born into an amazing world.
My doctor sees all and tells all.
I'm moist while holding you
Fingertips dance on
The small of your back, whisper
Your legs around me
((need this for the word count lol...it's a haiku dangit! 5-7-5!))
damned crick done dammed up
by flared stopple by beaver—
back country butt plug
11/15/2024
The tip is wet now
her pink gates blossom open
bites lip, guides me in
Sweet embrace, naughty
fun, then a mantis eats your
fucking head: that's love
Nov 11 2024
you want and take it
touch my skin it's fucking burning
there is nothing wrong
'twas moonlight, i thought—
alas, just luminescence
from your bare fat ass
11/5/2024
