Amber and I

The other one, the one they call Amber neglects my guilty pleasures, secretly wanting to indulge. She wears the pants, not trusting me in a skirt. Using her hands to work out my thoughts, "keep the junkie away from the junk". I fall behind, behind her long hair...... she doesn't even notice. Amber and I don't see eye to eye, yet dream the same dreams, wasting away in a singular thought. In my voice she replies " be careful not to say the moments I portray". Knowing since she is I and I will do it just to spite her.

Blood, Guts, and Ham on Rye

Blood, Guts, and Ham on Rye

Past the Kosher meat deli Richard Waite was jerking off, a salute to fresh meat, young girls. “Do you want to see my panties?” “Show me” Across the floor James Brown was crawling baby-style

I can’t live a slave in a locked up room for ever. I didn’t mean to mislead you” he says. ‘I don’t consider anyone a servant.’ “Well, she’s not a virgin.” “How did you know?” “She told me” “Who got her?” “Her father”

As I watched them I said to myself, someday my dance will begin. I hated their beauty, their untroubled youth, even though I’m younger, I’m tough, rotted. My father seemed to sense the difference he began to lash me harder, again and again, the more he beat me the less I felt.

Back in Alexandria the rebels have taken over, I repeat: the rebels have taken over I thought about it for ten or fifteen minutes…………

“How can I tell the difference between sanity and insanity?” “You think in a locked up room there’s sanity and insanity?” I had noticed that both in the very poor and very rich extremes of society the mad mingle freely.

I knew I wasn’t entirely sane. I know, Janey……. “Your just hiding from Reality”

Exercises in Style I

There is always one

one jerk off

on the bus

Pushing someone around

Today there is a giraffe

A giraffe I see later

in the park

Dancing around in a silly Pea Coat