You come here to meand present yourself I do see thatI know I want it tooto take what is offeredtaste what is given teach you my ways draw the quiver from your bellyout through your lipsas a moan I’d love that but I can’tyou know the reasons why you’ve met them I just hope you … Continue reading gift
Category: Pōmz
my seed
(Alternative Title: If I Treated My Semen Like Some Women Do Their Menses) my seed is the fecund stuff of humanityfrom such, all are bornmy jizz is acorn filled bountyto be ploughed into fertile earthI am host to a divine hostsquiggly wriggly miracleseach carrying my ancestors entireI squirt the universe out of my dickor, wait...like … Continue reading my seed
eyes on the train
On the train stopped at a station I turn back Twisting to see who has joined us Eye contact POP Your eyes exactly where mine first focus Beauty Your eyes locked right in on mine too Like we each knew Where the other would be Connecting too fast to be guarded to raise up a … Continue reading eyes on the train
the power of imagination
branded
a new kind of human
haiku
oracle
So this is modern life. What wonders. Peer into your phone. The modern Oracle. This is what we live for now. But... If nothing is meaningful without transposition into pixels and code, then how can I have meaning? Take that selfie. There you are. Ones and zeros in dots of light. That's better. Now you're … Continue reading oracle
Muse Vassal 