I can finally afford
To be a sugar daddy
But now that I can afford you
I don’t want you
The saddest and loneliest man
Has to be the man
Who needs to buy affection
Is there anything more temporary?
Will you want me if the cash runs out?
I don’t think so
So take a ride in my big black car
Don’t let the door hit you on the way out
Part readily the skin
and readily the pulp
and readily the tongues
wild apples bore,
eviscerate the cores
and watermelon spit
the pits they
cannot swallow.
Do this before
you let the tongues
wild lemons bore
find no cores
and you will
savor truth
unlike so many now
still gnawing.
More at http://booksonblog12.blogspot.com/.
OK, so I’m no saint
I’ve given up most of my vices
Including alcohol and processed sugar
Even porn is on the outs
Eating more fruit
Drinking water
Still no religion
Exercising daily
I feel and look a lot better
Except for a nasty heel spur
A total work in progress
And for once, I’m doing the work
Each love is nothing but a small snowflake.
Each is unique,
beautiful,
fragile,
and soft.
Squawking, he put himself
into feathers, strutting
in his bold and vibrant
plumage.
He used to be a normal
man with back problems,
but now he chirps and props
himself up on perches.
He parrots other people’s
words back to them.
Some day he will migrate.
More at http://jddehart.blogspot.com.
I feel it
You’ve covered me in it
I’m not talking sex
This is more spiritual
Personal if you will
I’ve returned your love
The best I knew how
And it’s ongoing
This is the sweetest fruit
Take my hand and my vision
Bring it home to your own
I’ve loved my time here
This is not goodbye
Just some appreciation
Our world is difficult
But you make it breath
I’ll stop now
Knowing I could go on
Thank you for your love
It means everything to me
I’m locked into old habits
The world is spinning fast
Hopefully not off its axis
And I am embracing the past
Tried and true
Is it an aging thing
Or something else ?
Here’s my list:
I still buy books, need the physical touch
Still write checks, never giving that up
Listen to music on a portable CD player, mega bass
Wear vintage wind-up watches, no battery to replace
Been using the same bottle opener for 38 years
My land line phone is intact and working with clarity
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got the new stuff too, I’m as
electronic as anybody. And embrace the technology. But
traditions remain, time tested and true
Any questions?