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Update

So I am 116 pages into the first draft of my science fiction adventure novel in longhand, and I am writing short stories for submissions to anthologies, which means I can’t share them until they’re rejected so forgive the odd lapse in content but there’s only so many hours in the day to achieve everything and being published is part of my overall purpose.

There will be episodes of The Transformation coming soon and I’ve also made notes towards wrapping up The Wild Man and The Bridge series, both of which were curtailed by personal circumstances but will be completed as I hate leaving things unfinished. Once I’ve finished the first draft of the science fiction novel, then I will be editing a completed first draft of an earlier book (possibly my English Religious Cult Thriller or Police Corruption Thriller, which aren’t their titles by the way) for submission to my agent and then publishers.

I love what I do. When someone points out I am a little too prolific, I have a moment of cognitive dissonance because I love my process, but sometimes I wonder if I’m frightened of any degree of success on a level I

*shakes hat after performance*

If you enjoy my writing and poetry, and feel so inclined, here’s a way you can show your appreciation.

http://ko-fi.com/mbblissett

Click on the link and buy me a cup of coffee.

Thank you for reading my work, it means a great deal to me. If something I’ve written has cheered you up or even passed some time, that’s the reason I got into this in the first place.

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Test

Within your vision,

I reacquaint myself

With the man I aspire to be

Not something lost or denied,

And where I falter,

You offer the means

To reach higher, to take wing

Within the sky of myself,

Even as I wallow in the rough dirt

Of my self,

It makes my touch prone to leaving marks

My kiss, as insistent as a promise

A gentle, brutal man

Who wants and not needs

Leaning into the edge of my fears,

Reaching for ambitions as distant as stars

And as close as a secret

Stronger for the beautiful, flowing test

Of your divine feminine

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Sword and Sheath

My sword is sharp

Raised high above my head

It cuts through the tendons of

My weakness

Heals in passing

Even as it leaves scars

But oh how you

Are its sheath and without

A place to rest

The edge never dulls

And it turns on me

In its thirst for release

Let me plunge it deep

With the force of my attention

There, I shall rest

A moment’s oblivion

And a reconnection

To the gentle man I can

Sometimes be

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A rock amidst a storm

Rain washes away

The dirt of past transgression

Lightning scorches

Gouges glowing lava bright,

When there are cracks

Your gales test them to

See if they can be widened

Further

Laughing at your hailstones

Even as I’m burnished by

The play of your storm

You drift away

But return and

Find me stronger and hardier

For the expression

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Kiss

Your voice

Sounding like it’s

Underwater

Suckling like

A loving snake bite

Pinned beneath my kiss

My lips swimming

Within the sweet wine rivers

Of your skin

Flat tongued caresses

Casting spells into your

Flesh

As a gourmet on their deathbed

Dreams of a perfect final meal

The urge to live

And die in this raw, delicious

Moment

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Say My Name

To swim in the

Warm waters of your ocean

To slide roots

Into your yielding earth

My tongue

A gentle brand

Leaving marks of

Coruscating delight

On and within you

No part of you

Stays my advance

And I am relentless

Animalistic in my control

I lay my weight upon you

Take you and fill you

A vessel for the divine

Pantheons pass between us

And in this cycle

We die and are reborn

In the same skin

I’m hungry without

Desperation but the want

Sings hosannas and I hear

The siren call of your skin

Say my name

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