Hurried breath from each caress
Curious hands refusing to rest
Tangled tongues behind our lips
Endearing words skipping past lips
Relentless desire not wishing to sleep
Twisted flesh seemingly possessed
Anticipating sweetness untold
Hastened search to parts well known
Opened my eyes to the darkness of home
Shit! I'm lying here all alone
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Friday, June 5, 2009
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