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Never Forget — 10/31/06

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Late Night Rock For The Robot Hearted

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This Has Lost Its Meaning

Did you mean what you said
when you said what you said
when I heard you speak?

Could I say it any clearer?

When I smile at you, can you feel it?
When I think about you, can you hear it?

When I question you, curse your name, and fall
crying myself to sleep again, are you there with me
Lying in bed with me, holding me close as if
we were already lovers again?

When will I return?

I looked into the mirror again and saw myself
again bags under hollow brown eyes
God, you look so vacant
Where did your insides go and
how long has it been?

This dream can’t last forever baby, it just can’t
She took herself too seriously man, look what it got her
God, I’m so confused
Why can’t she come down already, come down to
my level, right? Down where the shabby self-hatred lives

Rise up Christian brothers before
this right hand pulls you down

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933 Pacific St.

I’m going to set myself on fire and dance, and laugh while I burn. You get me wet, gasoline soaked, dangerously close with your flaming lips. What sort of drug am I on? Catalog list of your vices: done that, done that, ooo that looks fun. Could I live your life for a day? Fuck your insides til I feel what it means to be you? Jumping up and down inside of your skin I finally felt alive.

Till I woke up again alone along side this lonely bed and empty mattress. What do you want from me, god? I’ve tried so hard to live a good life, but yet I can’t be happy. She would do, or she would do, but it’s not love, it’s just the gentle sound of settling. A slow creak in my bones as I lowered myself upon her. Bones on bones crackling lust and friendship, but not much more. I wonder how long I could last in that sort of hell, unfairly cast demoness constanly searching for a beatific ideal that I can’t provide. You’re the villain in my play baby, no matter how hard you try.

She’s got freckles on her nose, you know. How can I compete with that? If only I could leave her like she left me, unsatisfied. But what I’m selling, she ain’t buying. I sold my soul on credit, to a bank that foreclosed on my heart. Can I destroy my dignity with poor metaphor any more intensely? Lonely night comes full circle, alone in a crowd. Alone in the train, alone at home, finally comfortable in my solitude. Oh tricky here to there.

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To the Guy I met at the bar last night

I was the tall blonde with the nice rack, tight jeans and oh so tan body. You bought me drinks all night long. After the bar closed, we went back to my place for more drinks. After many many drinks we headed back to my bedroom where we started kissing and fondling each other. I even allowed you to get into my panties. I explained to you that I wasn’t willing to go ” all the way” after just meeting you. Your exact words were ” thats ok, we can just lay here and cuddle” i thought that was some of the sweetest words I had ever heard. Little did I know about the ASSHOLE inside you.

I woke up to the birds chirping but couldn’t open my right eye, and you were gone. I went and looked in the mirror and saw DRIED EJACULATE on my face and in my eyelashes. I also found it on my breadspread and headboard. You disgusting pig, no it dosent end there. I went to thebathroom to wash your filth off and found that not only had you jacked off in my face while I was asleep, but you also took a SHIT on my bathroom floor.

What kind of peice of shit jacks off on someone when they are sleeping and then shits on the floor. I finally got your mess cleaned up and took a long hot shower, and went into my kitchen to make some coffee. There I find you took the entire 12 pack I bought last night along with a fifth of Patron….So lets recap what happened.

I fell asleep thinking this guy was so sweet and was going to have sex with him in the morning, to waking up with dried cum on my face, in my hair, eyes, on my headboard, etc.. and walking into my bathroom to find a turd coiled up on the floor like a snake ready to attack, and to top it all off, you took all the beer and a fifth of $55.00 patron out of my fridge….

FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!!!!!

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