Saturday, May 5, 2007

"I'm not made of shamrocks, I am made of stern stuff"

It is april and i am enamoured.

She leaves lipstick on coffee cups
glides cruel more than walks, offers
me a sip and the impression of her lips
are sweet and low to me,

Bereave.

It was raining the night i realized
"You aren't good enough
cool enough
hot enough
she plays games."

Cock tease grinning at a dick
hard as a coffin nail with a touch
to shoulder-arm-back-hand.

It is May.
I read myself for inspiration

2 comments:

Tara said...

Last line: me too.

Should I go leave this on MySpace too? Yeah? Okay. Later.

riese said...

Last line: me too, too.

and tara's myspace.

Grinning, all things considered, is not the worst way to look at a dick.

Anyhow, I like it!

April Showers,
mlb