Sunday, May 2, 2021

musings on an online erotic poetry open mic

Blah blah words words...
Why so cynical? Some of these poems so so beautiful
Did i dream of skydiving dick-first into the host's home?
Did i hand-fuck myself for two hours without coming
waiting for permission from Ohio?
"Good boy". Thank you.
Do i avoid invoking the ones who really pushed my buttons?
The ones who might not be comfortable
with my blood pole pulsing for them
with dreams of penetration ovulation rainbow baby creation
Why do impractical, impossible impregnation fantasies
consume me?
Perhaps because if you're old enough and sensitive enough and MALE enough
your sexual history can seem a slaughtered sacrifice
Mortified by millennia of molestation and brutalization
by people who looked like YOU
So you've never leered, cat-called
or even really
flirted
But again...why so open mic cynical?
Because i always bristle at cozy or comfortable
That's how all poetry open mics hit me
Just pandering parrots
pressing literary buttons
to get the affirmation we all need
Avoiding anything truly fearless or fraught
Preach your progressive outrage at a Tea Party party!
But can i live up to my own standards?
Throughout the event
i resisted the temptation
to send a personal appreciation
to any poet who perked my libido
Were others less discreet?
If you could see a transcript
of the personally-sent event messages
wouldn't THAT be more entertaining
than the poems themselves?
And oh, how i rue
the day i learned what "pinning" can do
To enlarge any attendee without their knowing...
i don't want that temptation!
Like us all, i like to look at that i desire
Did i resist?
I did NOT
I pinned two performers not even performing
just to let my lust drink her in
Like a self-shamed addict with the DTs
i de-pinned within ten seconds
as though THAT made it less invasive
(while i dreamed of someone pinning me
on the sly)
That's the thing about objectification
Most of us love it
in the right context
But those shoals of shallowness
never far away
Why do i lust so faithfully
for the fit and fertile
Why are all others barely visible
to my broken, reptilian brain?
Next week: Is it possible to have a cock so anti-racist, it's racist?

Tuesday, April 20, 2021

beast

I am the wolf whispering your name

I am the beast your touch will tame

for a while...

Friday, April 16, 2021

muddy potatoes!

(a trainer gives a boxer a pep talk)

MICK: Yer gonna crap lightning! Yer gonna crap girders!!

ROCKY: Girders! Yeah!

MICK: Yer gonna crap water fountains!!

ROCKY: Yeah mick, yeah!

MICK: Yer gonna crap sidecars!!

ROCKY: I'm GONNA!

MICK: Yer gonna crap cotton candy!!

ROCKY: COTTON...hunh?

MICK: Yer gonna crap muddy potatoes!!

ROCKY: Why, mick, why?!

MICK: Yer gonna crap polar bears!!

ROCKY: That don't sound fun...

MICK: Yer gonna crap hamentashens!!

ROCKY: Yo mick, what's a...

MICK: Yer gonna crap duennas!!

ROCKY: Who?

MICK: Yer gonna crap parentheticals!!

ROCKY: How...

MICK: Yer gonna crap ephemera!!

ROCKY: Wha...

MICK: Yer gonna crap glass spiders!!

ROCKY: Yer really interested in my crap, mick...

MICK: Yer gonna crap jacqueline obradors!!

ROCKY: I think that's just one person...

MICK: Yer gonna crap dark matter!!

ROCKY: Is...is that real?

MICK: Yer gonna crap the null set!!

ROCKY: What does that mean..?

Saturday, April 10, 2021

what's after the afterlife?

One of these days
science will prove
there IS an afterlife!
Won't we be relieved?

The devout will preen
Maybe even strut
(though half of them
never really believed)

The next year will find
folks chucking body and mind
Nothing will staunch the tide
of grateful suicide

But don't fall for the ruse!
I'm here to tell youse
it'll all be a billionaire plot
Our beaches are overrun
Our rivers gunked and done
And you can't find a parking spot
The tycoons are tired
The Earth is getting mired
in shit, piss, trash, and snot

So heaven will be a ploy
with a planet-purging goal
Government-gerrymandered
moron population control

And if you live for life after death
(despite not one shred of fact)
Bide your time and wait for
an act of GOD before you react!

Friday, April 2, 2021

dyadnauseum

The dyad is dying
Say goodbye, cheer the news
a cesspool cessation of codependent miscues

The dyad is dying
One lover, and no more?
My hormones are anguished, my mind doth snore!

The dyad is dying
TWO parents are all i get?
But this one's a bully, and that one's all wet!

The dyad is dying
Hear the cheers, behold the raves
Wimyn shall no more be sex & food slaves

Double standards, domestic abuse
Deadbeat dads? Don't be obtuse!
She does the work, he gets to play?
Isn't it time she had her say?
Isn't jealousy just so tiring?
Possessive exploitation at long last expiring

The dyad is dying
Good riddance, begone!
To polyer pastures we're moving on...

Monday, March 8, 2021

Lady V's "Not Only Acoustic" Show

 A concert i played this week. My set starts at the twelve-minute mark.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tI-loyDWAQs

Thursday, March 4, 2021

blue

I can break you down
I can make you cry
I can put you in a funk
so blue
I only have to ask
how much you own your life
and how much your life
owns you