He was the kind to prioritize
His own affairs.
Often he was defended…
By a mother who pretended,
He was just away on ‘leave’
And will return when that purpose ended!
But those in his care,
Felt he was the one not aware.
He was not there…
And that is all they knew!
Unless he was a magician?
And ‘that’ he wasn’t around,
To deny or prove!
He wasn’t absent!
He was just not there.
To watch,
Or to lay…
A footprint down on the ground!
Under that self righteous,‘Holier-than-thou’ veneered exterior…They lust.That’s the only thing they do,That can be trusted.They lust.Whether it’s sex, violenceOr drugs from others they sell to bust!They lust.The weapons they legalize to hunt and kill,Just for thrills to satisfy their mental ills.They lust!And stealing and lieing with covered up shrills!They lust.Don’t let them fool you.If they…
Isn’t wanted or wished.Being detached means a hopeful encounterComes…Unattached for docking!To rejuvenate idle juices.
For what they are.And for those who don’t?Choices and opportunities,Will always be there for what they are…Recognized or not!
Not demanded.Seduction to manipulatePremeditated movesWill not sit well with someone elseYou wish to impressWith what you offer that’s approved.One seeking reportLeaves these aggressions at the door.If not one will find rejection…Without another reception.And having report,Is what one should never first ignore!‘You mean ‘ree’pour? ‘Report is like giving a grade.’And ‘ree’pour is like giving what?‘Having class!…
Seem totally ridiculous.Escaping exits to explore escapades…Are closing down in minds,For those who had found themselves entwined!Oh,So fresh are these days of awareness that come.A stinging stung that’s felt,Nearly by everyone.And those who sing the blues,Had other choices…But they refused.Deciding to keep their minds completely fixed.To a way of life,With standards and values today quickly…
Haunting me is your nakedness.Yes I am confessing!I am craving a need,To see you close and undressed.Pimples.Blemishes.Wrinkles, flaws and all!When you aren’t here and near…I have that need to place a booty call!I get tensed up.I crawl the walls.And when you don’t answer,I go beserk!Feeling like a jerk…Frowning with a smirk!I get grumpy and crunchy,Without…
