Solstice

i.
spring has come and gone
like two birds fluttering through the sky
we danced love-drunk passed midnight, kissing, laughing, stumbling through the dark on our way to the car

ii.
lost in the darkness of hair/eyes/mouths, endlessly
holding onto each other while the world shakes and shutters beneath us,
holding onto others, hungry, yearning, subversive

iii.
will I be broken in the morning?
no, the revolution still pulsing through my body, my blood, my mind
as I curl up with a copy of Giovanni’s Room and welcome summer

D/s

I want to grab fear by the throat
hold it close
caress its skin
stroke its hair and whisper everything will be alright if it gives in

I want to roam free
Hear nothing but moans of yes and please
feel the electricity emanating from deep within
unburdening myself with ease

Lost in power, drunk on control
stranger to preconceived notions and foolish idealisms
bringing life to its knees
eager and panting

I want to sleep in peace
covered in sweat, body exhausted
past buried, flesh dissolved
a corpse unrecognizable

So what’s our safeword going to be?
Hunger.

Insatiable

r a w l u s t
drinking in wine and heat
and oxygen

gnawing at the insides, propagating til it’s slipping out through every crevice
selfish, all encompasing,
r a g i n g d e s i r e

molten lava
bursting
cooling
hardening into
new land
new wants
new thoughts
same old mistakes bathed in
new light

laughing from the bridge at drowned insecurities
everything in technicolor for the first time

is it wrong to want to feel alive?

hands tied, legs free.

Before/After

Flesh
red hot to the touch

eyes, lips, fingertips consuming every square inch of new territory

fears ringing through bone

swimming in stomach acid

wildest fantasies realized

convinced “the right thing” doesn’t exist

convinced it’s all ever just been bullshit

wrapped in plastic with a bow on it

evolved

progressed

soul freed

now what?

between the lines

acid
dripping from our tongues

helped
hurt, healed, open

me
lost in wilderness for so long

trust
misplaced in false hopes/idols

love
defined and redefined however you please

again
brought back to the start with renewed strength and a fresh perspective

To Philadelphia, With Love

Street corners in the inner city,

Cul de sacs in the suburbs,

Coffeeshops,

Nowhere feels safe.

They steal from us, then degrade us.

Dehumanize,

Arrest and slay us.

Trying everyday in every way to erase us from history,

But still we fight (and fight we must!)

we refuse to abide.