Gay Men

mercy, he cries in the night, dreading the moment
he must crawl under the covers willing the night light
to push away those shadows…. Wait was that something moving
moving across the wall, q…

Your energy, greener than the geothermal layers
that continuously shift the earth beneath our feet.

He turned his ring tone to silent
And closed his eyes
Could this finally be the peace
He ordered?

It’s effect transporting me out of body
In a meditative vortex to parallel realities.

there were the stories
of how he came to play
and the secret arrangements
for a bed strewn with the flowers
of cockspur coral trees

there were the rumors
of him rubbing the cello
with …

brittle air shatters
raining sky upon the fields
where hope lies
scattered amongst the reeds
barren furrows of compassion
hardened and dry
footprints to new horizons
trampled beneath the…

Let me not be guilty of
The sin of not smiling enough
Or waste my life
Striving for a “yes”
From someone who hardly knows me
And loves me even less

That I’d sacrifice even the tiniest s…

If I could only have one wish…... I know what I would wish for. It’s worth more than money and fame.

The soft wind is gone from his sails, like he’s cast off, an ice flow on ozone, severed, set adrift…and those people eagerly watching his frigid, impotent trail, whispering…pointing fingers.

Red ink spills from my eyes
The heavy dank moist air
Filters a humid weight
Drowning out the wailing cats
In mating season

Your absence is everywhere
Scattered across the floor, I sit…

His voice
Trickles in caramel
Warmth
Down my back
My stomach aches
To receive
That lightness
That tone
His voice
Slithers, in caressing heat

His voice
Carries me far, far away
Int…

The ring sits on the table, light sun air
Brushes over the yellow wood, criss-crossed
Shadows tumble, falling, making a reflection
Of two, not just one, silver
Piece of metal, turned into t…

So he strips himself raw
Shredded and licked by a Maralinga sun
Like his naked skin mattered

Love
Always took me by surprise
Left me melted on the kitchen floor
Like ice on my back in a heat wave

Reflect the mirror, the dungeon captures
All those who tread, seeking themselves
In a two minute blow job
Pressed up against the walls
The shapes of bodies, the head, the arms
The feet, th…

What does my lover love?
Not me I’m sure.
He hasn’t whispered my name
since he called me a whore.

Why does my suitor leave?
He only does it to suit his needs,
to be home before dark
to…

THE SPIDER HAD SHOWN NO MERCY AND ON PREVIOUS DAYS, WEEKS, MONTHS IT HAD SLOWLY POISONED HIS SHIELDING, LEAVING HIM WITH ONLY A FRACTION OF PROTECTIVE MATTER

Betrayed was my usual spot on smug
and found I a malt I want to but chug, before refilling glass
full again mug, take down again my gullet