poems,writings,photos and thoughts of a middle age man.
Monday, May 6, 2013
just me, you know.
it's just the one
that was too scared
when it was time to
make a decision.
but that's long gone.
it is.
you know.
hay momentos es que estar aquí es fuerte.
y me voy hacia atrás
o me adelanto a todo.
pero cada vez más
trato de pensar
que el ahora es todo lo que tengo.
lo que tenemos.
todo lo demás es cuento.
me gusta así.
tranquilo.
sólo mi café.
sólo
sólo.
solo.
escucho mucho.
en la calle.
dentro de mi.
sonidos y palabras
o lo que parecen ser palabras.
todo me dice que siga adelante.
can't even handle two glasses of wine.
feeling tired.
amazing.
Saturday, May 4, 2013
soft music.
my hands.
a thought of you.
what am I to you?
(sometimes I don't know)
and sometimes I wonder whether
I would really like to know.
a few minutes more.
that's it.
the wait is not so long
if I put it like that.
just a few minutes.
they will go by fast.
(I think)
maybe it's me.
I cum on my hand.
I cum on my dreams.
my fears.
I cum on my belly
I cum on my future
my past.
I shoot a load
of sticky cum
on it all.
and lick it if I have to.
Fear is everywhere.
the thing is to look the other way.
there is a choice.
and I was making the wrong one.
there is beauty everywhere.
and I was looking the other way.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
it doesn't mean that much now.
I don't look back.
I am where I am.
and that's all.
and I'm fine.
(maybe even a bit more than fine).