I met her and spoke no words to upset her

Thought thoughts in which I undress her

Perhaps she has grown to despise me

I type with complete trust

knowing she could probably pulverize me.

My gratitude is real, if I could express it in a hug

I would do so.

Please do not hurt me

Allow me to live in my mundo.

I am not attracted anymore

to the girl at that store.

But if you want you can accompany me

and I will ask her out in front of you

and then we will see…


Absorption, by now you know

I tend to blow details (lol)

out of proportion.

The girl at that store, attraction based solely

on superficiality…because in all actuality

I’m tired of masturbating.

I’ve done it so much, the record

I must have shattered it.

But to me you are worth more than

temporary relief.

How can I make you believe?

Love is a strong word

I wonder if I should use it

Would it be yet another instance of making myself look foolish?


Again, thank you for not harming Jose

And I’m sorry if he could not save the day





Life How I See It Right Now

I am lost like humanity; similar to humanity

I am lost.

Opinions chime dictatorial since time


Here I am hanging on, assuming I’ll contradict current conditions soon

I am sustaining myself, providing means to maintain my own mental health

This soul’s situation is dire like the ones of most Americans you hear about

Basically: existential crisis meets financial crisis – the problem thus encapsulated

Humanity is lost like Jose; similar to Jose

humanity is lost.

Politicians squirm professorial since time immemorial

A violent revolution, I long to see it happen

Organizing mass action, it is difficult to do

Marching is a waste, just another stage for soul-sucking

phones to participate in photo ops

Akin to the Bible, I don’t have all the answers, if any

I am just a guy in a maze constructed by strangers

This maze, to navigate is no issue of the category trivial

Critical steps, each one, sometimes it’s best you don’t take one

Myself, I am a stranger though I have met a lot of people

Kept in touch with very few,

so now my social network’s feeble.


Of the human species I’ma member, a creature brought about by the hand of evolution

I see my circumstances and yes, if I had a loving God, I would ask for absolution

Faced with a life of mediocrity, I wonder if another decade’s gonna change that

My brother is suffering the same and I lament that I can’t change that

So, what can I do?

I’m smoking Newports like I’m Jesus taking no thought for tomorrow


She was a rainbow in an otherwise grim diary

I was lunacy to her,

lunacy to her stability. Her disposition battled mine.

Last love of the real kind – I felt it dissipate at 16.

Even then I doubted that I’d ever feel that way again.

I embody desperation, the feeling stemming from…

fulfillment lacking.

I’m too scared to choose

for certain a new avenue.

Can this “profession” be my passion if I approach with hesitation?

“Will it make me money?” – always it’s a prime consideration.

I am occupying this position – that I know for certain

I want to occupy a better one – that is generally my purpose

What does “better” mean? That is what I strive to figure out.









Illusions of Grandeur Pt. 2

Grip the corner of a strip of tape

Slowly unveling a great source of pleasure

Her pretty little mouth is like a splotch of pink-red

Barked my instructions: “Give head”

She hesitates but the law of the land is that which I legislate

My purplish brown penis fully levitates

Hunched over her face now, her mouth is my playground

The joy she brings me elates her too

Her mind wonders what else Jose will make her do

10 Minutes Later

….like a rabid dog, had to have it raw

I’m high like an eagle, she gets spread like an eagle

Her way out of this one she will not weasel

Downloading my hardware into her software

Half a ruler slides into her digital information

Has her squirming like she’s impatient

I told her that’s not a virtue

She said: “I can’t wait to hurt you”

I said: “Baby, you have to wait your turn to”

I’m going balls deep, piping her like I’m knifing her

Loving her, like really, really loving her

Her warm pussy is like a hot highway and I’m trucking her

Bust a nut in her, I swear to her God I’m loving her

30 Seconds Later

…kissing her, slowing down, kissing her

Tomorrow I will be missing her

But as of now I’m kissing her


Part 3 is in the works

Illusions of Grandeur Pt. 1

Sucking on her tits with mankind’s fury

Squeezing her breasts with the grasp of true understanding

Smelling her and telling her I fell for her

Untucking her, without interrupting her

sleep whilst I’m fucking her.

Penetrating like a missile through a “Keep Out” sign

She’s the leader of our pack – I’m behind.

Illusions of grandeur, grab her arms and stretch them back – I’m commander

Sex crazed, I can’t tell exactly who is the sex slave.

Tying her like a crucifix on her bed yeah I do exist

Mounting her chest and…