Inside,
He dances more than he used to
Walks with a purpose
Lean and sharp
A look,
And sometimes he imagines it
A video game
And he’s levelled up
But he still says hello
In his own way
Even after the silence has faded
Remember there is always
Music
Thunderbolt
of Flaming
Wisdom
At rest
Beneath my clothes
As I receive another visitor
I only talk about the enlightenment
I offer with beautiful women
And the memories of wine
On my lips
Arranged just so
Bringing visions with each
Supine thrust
Fingers drawing out
Prayers to the divine
Rising in the air
Like temple incense
I offer the wisdom
Open your thighs
I would be a God
Between them
I asked Tara, who regularly comments here about what she liked about my work, as I don’t get a lot of feedback. What she said was lovely, and in the spirit of sheer ego, and also to encourage more of you said the following:
I like both your poetry and short stories. For your stories, I love how you always have twists in there and you think about things in such a different way. It’s always mind-blowing (literally). I loved Wild Man and like all your flash fictions. I have thoroughly enjoyed your short stories.Your poetry. My favorites are the sensual ones as they are uummm my “type” of male figure so it’s very yummy to read. But more than that, you write emotion in between the words to where I can feel the sweat or heat or cold or fire or passion or WHATEVER it is, and it is layered. Sometimes I read sadness beneath strength or anger beneath desire etc. That is incredible how you do that. It is feeling mixed with rawness and passion and desire. I like that. It’s well done and every word is meaningful. No extra words. And that goes for your stories as well. I love that I never know quite what to expect, but I know it will be very good.
Among the cases
Equal parts silencd
And discourse
Bubbling like simmering water
If you’ve eyes to see it
there is grief and pain
Amidst the warm beauty
In my heart
Still in love with the world
And my fellow travellers
Even the rawest blues is a communication
Celebration
Finding small measures
Of joy and sadness
But apart from them,
Detached to better understand
Bear the burdens of being a man
With grace and determination
Break down but get up
Realise how much I
Have done
To do
Hoping someone else thinks me a good man
But still warned by who
Trust to an intrinsic sense of value
Check out my books
Elevated by a single moment
I will drift downstairs
Outside and back to adventure time
Wild animal monarch
Again
Awake but tired
Inured to rejection
Resigned to a tempo
Of life which doesn’t seem to slow down
But dancing anyway
Well, stood there and sweating,
Because I’m a man goddamnit
And if I dance at all
It is the restrained shuffle
Where my inhibitions
Have fled to finish their drinks
And left me boyish and playful
Otherwise I have
Stripped away
The thin layer of bullshit
And feel the truth on my skin
A king again
And the crown is heavy
The throne makes my ass numb
If sat too long
But look outside
Should you miss me
Tell the sunlight to send word
And I will send patronage
In as few words as possible
Mostly how fine you are
And then mock you a bit
With love,
Because
We are all just
Walking one another home
King
Man
Lover
Friend
Father
Even if we have to make
The return in the dark
Alone
I saw you safe
And I always have
There are those
Who you no longer see
But feel
Not ghosts nor enemies
Pieces
Unresolved questions
Made into a smile
A light which is with me
Always
And those who wish
Malign influence
Are denied it
For I have been walking
Living
To witness only
My own events and learn
As much as celebrate
I feel the well wishes
The disdain
But bear them lightly
As their wisdom left marks
As guides to better states
I won’t miss the quiet
Squalor
But my friends are with me
Discarded the things
Which didn’t give me joy
Always travelled light
But it is a great leap forward
But I’m not so much landing
As ascending
She makes me want to be better
In a way that
Resists the weak parts
And I’ve grown stronger
If a bit slower
But look
I’m heading up
Somewhere else
But still
Home
Is a person
After all
