Most poetry fucking sucks.Period.Full stop.Most poetry fucking sucks,There’s nothing you can sayTo convince meOtherwise – PretentiousBull shitMostlyAnd yet – Dreams deferred andLive Oaks growing andSardines and Oranges andSlick Rick The Ruler – Most poetry fucking sucksImpenetrableHaughtyDid I mentionPretentious Bull Shit?So pretentious thatI’m sureMost poets would tell you this isn’tEven APoem
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Storm
Daily Haiku – Monday, December 30, 2024 When the dust settlesChaos turns into stillness,I’ll still be right here
When Bad News Came, She Comforted Me – A Memory
My girlfriend at the time was just beginning her nursing career. We were both 23. She was Filipina, of course, although she was actually the only nurse in her immediate family. Take that, stereotypes. We were driving back to my house so she could get her car and head home. She lived with her family,Continue reading “When Bad News Came, She Comforted Me – A Memory”
H Mart
My wife and I went shopping at H Mart today (sweet potatoes, green onion kimchi, tofu) and there was an Asian girl there with a tight, green shirt, no bra, and an obvious nipple piercing. She was tatted, tan, pretty… and just out in the real world. A real person. My mind immediately went toContinue reading “H Mart”
Coming Out
I dream of coming out, Finally fully revealing my true self In all my naked pride and glory, Accepting myself for who I’ve always known myself to be, And forcing the same from everybody else. I dream of no longer being an outsider – By totally inhabiting myself I find my people Who smile andContinue reading “Coming Out”
Sometimes I Just Need To Fuck
Sometimes I just need to fuck – Dirty, sweaty, nasty Taboo fucking. Maybe we’re in love, Maybe not, Regardless, This is not love, This is fucking, Plain and simple. My brain buzzes, My body shakes, My thoughts jump like a coked-up swing dancer, Nothing will calm down my body or mind but Straight fucking. SometimesContinue reading “Sometimes I Just Need To Fuck”
Life Will Hit Like A Ton Of Bricks
Life will hit like a ton of fucking bricks – Life HAS hit like a ton of fucking bricks, But I’m still here, Still fucking fighting – Sure, I’ve taken my licks, I’ve spent days on a couch, I’ve procrastinated, I’ve even shed a tear or two, But fuck that, I’m winning because I’m stillContinue reading “Life Will Hit Like A Ton Of Bricks”
Fuck You, Depression
Fuck you, Depression, Fucking motherfuck you – If you won’t leave me alone, if you’re going to stick by me, if you’ll forever be my companion, I’m going to talk to you the way you convince me to talk to myself – I’ll emasculate you, Dehumanize you, too, Reduce you from Depression to depression, MakeContinue reading “Fuck You, Depression”
Cell Phone Experiment
This is a blog about sex and depression. So, guess what? I’ve been depressed and sex has an impact. Or, maybe, “sex.” That’s not what this is really about, though. It’s about my phone. For the past week or so I’ve been on my phone constantly, on Tinder, on Snapchat, looking for ways to satisfyContinue reading “Cell Phone Experiment”
Opening Day
“Am I stupid,” I ask myself? The answer would appear to be, “Yes!” I love baseball. LOVE baseball. I am a firm believer in the idea that opening day should be a national holiday. I remember the days when Cincinnati always played the first game of the season. I would watch Barry Larkin and EricContinue reading “Opening Day”
Sex And Depression 