This is Right. This is Good.

Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want. Continue reading “This is Right. This is Good.”

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Cosmic

He turns his back to me, a smooth lake of milk, quivering in the moon light. The curtains move in the warm breeze and cast shadows across him, inky blue and fleeting. In my hand I hold an instrument of torture and I mean to hurt him, I do, as he’s begged me to, this man whom I love. I mean to make him break and buckle for me. Continue reading “Cosmic”

I call him Darling, Baby, Hunny, Love

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown

I have always been one for big thoughts and bigger feelings. I remember finding Kafka, reading about existentialism and I remember it hitting me deeply, striking a true chord: these were the questions I had always been considering, thoughts that had consumed me for my entire young life. Why were we here and for what? Life seems so arbitrary and is made even more absurd by the constant repetitive action of nearly each and every human being trying to find divine purpose, a kernel of meaning, a glint of hope that there is some magical ‘more’ that we can aspire to and find, if only we have the mettle. Continue reading “I call him Darling, Baby, Hunny, Love”

All Mine

I’ve just slipped into bed when I hear you downstairs, whistling at the back door to call the dogs in for the night. I hear you speak to them lovingly, their feet click-clacking on the hardwood floors. I know that once you’ve sent them to their beds you will lock the doors and turn out all the lights and then take the stairs two at a time, arriving in the doorway of the bedroom with light in your eyes and a smile meant only for me. Continue reading “All Mine”