he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and

the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you

i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

when you’re going down the momentum is compelling to the point it almost overwhelms you at the bottom

slippery bars make it hard to hold… captive against your will always lathered in the sweat of es… you elude any sentence

there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men

brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map

Fruit Vendors a man with a cart of oranges on th… sells them with acclaim for their… sweet citrus that excites the tong… for a moment of pleasure

with a heart that aches to say the… let them sled over my lips know the peace of their meaning it’s been a long time since i last… i miss saying them

if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does

he lights one last flame home is where the burning is bed of devil’s rest

his wings are lazy buzzing around the same pond a fly scared to change