I remember last summer, Egypt's aroma still stuck in my hair, alone, sand still stuck in the crevices of my shoes, in the creases of my skin, alone, flying miles above sea, above land, I am in the sky alone - I come home, Canada, I leave my home, Egypt I remember... You are calling you keep calling, at night you call and I answer - days pass and ( Read more... )

I am 20 years old and I am in love with you.

I was 16 years old and I was obsessed with you.

We have come a long way.

I do not know what will happen next.

Maybe I like it that way.

"as though it were easy for you to leave me - I could be passive gracefully"

Little Man
Art not thou like sand?
You are not unique
You are one in a million

Little Man
I do not trust thee
You do not lie to me
You lie to yourself, sheep

Little Man
I am unsatisfied
You are boring
Little Boy

Little Boy
Art not I your toy?
Or you, my muse's joy?
You, abusive & I, coy

If ( Read more... )

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Repression. Take the boy in North American 21st century. He has learned that in his society it is acceptable to succumb to the sexual desires of our id. So he makes it an aim to have sex with as many girls as he can before he presumably gets married. Through this social recurrence of men and women quick to come undone, our individual has ( Read more... )

I cannot. I will not. I should not. I would not if I could. Why do I have to ( Read more... )

You are a woman
I am a man

I came to you with a straight back and a high nose
You were supposed to be my bed

I was unfaithful
You were supposed to stay true

You, vengeful woman, are you a man?
What with your loud voice and your defying glare, are you a man?

I am a man
You are a whore

I kissed a girl
I tested you

You are a woman of today
You do not believe ( Read more... )

I am so in love. I need to write this down.

Frantic. Sporadic. Frantic. Sporadic. Frantic. Frantic. Frantic. Frantic. What am I even saying anymore ( Read more... )

I am in the midst of things, call me a recluse, I did not count down to my birthday but I have not lost excitement, I am more professional now and I want to explore more formal techniques, I will write something amazing but first:
I just want to remember last night. I just want to remember being put in your pocket.