Poetry

Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what is known in private.

— Allen Ginsberg

LATEST POEMS

Naked Ambitions

I enjoy the way we embrace and caress, undressed and bare. I like the way your lips hug my dick, in a “i never want to let you go” kind

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Barely Breathing

I like it when you make me hold my breath, restrained and held down by the weight of your lust. I enjoy how it robs me of sight and I’m

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Untold Trauma

There are things people don’t talk about, like how death and life are not two sides of the same coin. A new life sometimes emphasises the trauma from a loss.

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Something Like This

I work hard to convince myself that the fluttering is the sound of butterflies trying to find a place to nest; that the rushing from my head to the pit

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heart mate

For so long my love was a holiday destination; lovers came here to rest and find themselves. I was where they could be sinful with no judgement, a place to

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born-again

Tonight I long to be loved like a sin, to be bound and showered with curses. So leave your halo at the door and release your inner demon; the one

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Naked Ambitions

I enjoy the way we embrace and caress, undressed and bare. I like the way your lips hug my dick, in a “i never want to let you go” kind

Read More »

Barely Breathing

I like it when you make me hold my breath, restrained and held down by the weight of your lust. I enjoy how it robs me of sight and I’m

Read More »

Untold Trauma

There are things people don’t talk about, like how death and life are not two sides of the same coin. A new life sometimes emphasises the trauma from a loss.

Read More »

Something Like This

I work hard to convince myself that the fluttering is the sound of butterflies trying to find a place to nest; that the rushing from my head to the pit

Read More »

heart mate

For so long my love was a holiday destination; lovers came here to rest and find themselves. I was where they could be sinful with no judgement, a place to

Read More »

born-again

Tonight I long to be loved like a sin, to be bound and showered with curses. So leave your halo at the door and release your inner demon; the one

Read More »