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lapse

18 Monday Jun 2018

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all that's forbidden, erotic poetry, fascination with sodomy, friends are the best, lapse, snu-snu, sonnet, taboo

Friends don’t fuck, your father claimed. True, perhaps,

though I don’t know what else to call these acts

 

of ours, waiting for your school bus. Relapse?

Bare backsliding? Snu-snu? I’d say that facts

 

argue that friends do, often, savagely.

I might be a corrupting influence …

 

though your fascination with sodomy

started long before, you claim. The fragrance

 

of sweat, cum and new knowledge fills the air,

your sheets all splotched. Once I swore that I’d end

 

it with you … the way that all addicts do.

Now I lapse, gaily. Now I just don’t care

 

what your father thinks. True, you are my friend

as well as why I love all that’s taboo.

all of vice is my hero

31 Tuesday Dec 2013

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age difference, anal sex, art, homophobia, poem, poetrys, sonnet, taboo, you are my hero

Like a roller coaster, like a kiddie’s
park, ride me. I’m hard outside but a fag

deep down — as if I caused your furious
hate by just being me — your: punching bag

— you: thug 4 life. Like Pennywise, I will
let you think that you won. It’s your gospel,

bully’s wet dream, hater hating. What thrill
comes from violence? I’m the gay teenage skull

that you kicked and kicked. Did I say fags? Queers?
T-boys? Dykes? I tell you: there is a price

to this, all rides must end, all that straight hate
that you have toward us perverts who appear

as love’s martyrs. If I’m obsessed with vice
that’s your doing. Love calls. I won’t wait.

only human

02 Wednesday Oct 2013

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betrayal, get over it, only human, poem, Poetry, rant, scars, shame, sonnet, taboo

I.
These scars exist to show that I survived.
That the things that you prized I overcame.
Only those of us who have been deprived
their hearts know their weaknesses. And the shame
that you called puberty, you called hormones,
was a door that I walked through on my own.
I’m still changing. You said that flesh and bones
can’t be denied; yes, the pain that you’ve shown
me, the scars that you’ve cut into my skin,
I can’t deny. I’m still changing and you
fight with dirty tooth and claw, since you can’t
change—you’re only human. What you call sin
is faith. What I call love you call taboo
and what I call my prayer you call a rant.

II.
so sad too
bad get
over
it

asshole …

amazon, babylon, depravity

21 Saturday Sep 2013

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I have never understood the allure
of so-called innocence, that mythical
state, like virginity, they ascribe, pure
and fresh, to others. Using a carnal
measuring stick is foolish, every kid
I have ever met knows what’s going on.
Adults call it taboo, and they forbid
descent. They fear a new dawn: Amazon,
Babylon, Depravity; for the cult
of the virgin will always kill Eros
once a few parents are shocked into rage.
Call it Fire, or the Erotic Occult,
Venus, or the Phallic Stage. All of us
are burning souls trapped in this fearful age.

varghonans

27 Wednesday Feb 2013

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female wolf, poverty, secret love, sonnet, taboo, varghonans, winter

... varghonans is swedish for female wolf

… varghonans is swedish for female wolf

* * *

It has turned bitter. The mountains look scarred
and blue in this light. Up from my village
is a waterfall; last night it froze hard.
Ice scares me. Far out in the dark savage
spaces I can hear wolf calls and other
voices, too. The rays of the setting sun,
ghostly, shines through our cooking smoke. Lover,
you are with your pack. Your clan that you run
with, that would kill me for blood sport. I hear
your song that hovers up in the cold air.
A song of the wild hunt warming my hut.
No one knows that you love me, for you fear
for my life. It’s why you keep our affair
from your Varghonans sisters a secret.

the tempest’s scar: lecherousness

16 Wednesday Jan 2013

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incest, lecherousness, lewdness, Lord Byron, lustfulness, Manfred, sister-brother love, sonnet, taboo

I.
Just the merest flutter of temptation
would make a courtesan or a scholar
or a saint wanton, shameless. Lord Byron
knew this. In his Manfred the dead sister
is a symbol of impossible lust.

II.
The mist on the mountain and on the moon
hint at pathways few dare to take. Disgust
is just regret turned in on itself. Soon
the fog of lustfulness, the tempest’s scar,
the night’s charioteer, will come for you.

III.
If you love me, give in, though I am far
away, give in to what we both would do.
You, who are neither nun nor sorceress,
be my sister, my taboo, my lewdness.

leanbh, love

13 Sunday Jan 2013

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changeling, clit in the moonlight, cunnilingus, fey, kelp, leanbh, love, orgasmo divino, sonnet, taboo

“Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
with a faery, hand in hand,
for the world’s more full of weeping
than you can understand.”

–William Butler Yeats (1889)

Why? More than love, more than sex, I want you
as a changeling; leaving behind twine
and kelp — flotsam and jetsam — that I grew
from tide foam. Tonight your parent’s bloodline
ends. Yes. Tonight your heart shall no longer
be this lonely. Leave the hearth fire unlit.
Leave your father who ordered you never
to see me again. You’ve tasted my clit
in the moonlight. You have made this airy
creature cum and cum. Leanbh, love, tonight
all the world sleeps. Let’s leave this misery
for a world of little deaths and moonlight.
This lust, leanbh, is the gods’ true essence.
Leanbh, lust is our true inheritance.

NOTE: “leanbh” is the old Irish word for “babe” or “child,” a term of endearment.

something primal and forbidden

13 Sunday Jan 2013

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fresh meat, ghouleh, girl ghoul, hunger, lust, sonnet, taboo

One more illicit kiss, Yeva. Ghouleh
Yeva. Curving her lips when I ask her
if she loves me. “Someday,” she says, “someday.”
I love forbidden love. One girl’s monster
might be this cock boy’s passionate love-sighs.
Lust is cunning-simple, but we distrust
all that bring it. Somehow those who despise
lust are considered righteous. It is lust
that my Yeva feeds to me, what I eat.
Ghouleh’s (girl ghouls) tastes run to odd corpses
but once in a while Yeva wants fresh meat.
Once in a while I fill her. It pleases
her that I want her so bad I’d risk heartache,
rabies, longing, exile, all for her sake.

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