Scum

Life is nothing more than a drama

Found by siblings from a different mama

They want to connect

I deflect

They seek a little brother

I seek not to be another

My thoughts on the father that never was

Only more validated by the news

A lifetime of ill will

A hate that grows still

Will not allow myself

To seek them out

For my memories of the sperm donor

Will only shatter their truth

With the proof

That the father they knew

Was nothing more than

The kind of scum

One scrapes off your shoe

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The Way Home

I know not the way

I can’t see the light of day

I travel the back roads of my youth

Looking for proof

 

Proof of an existence

Proof I was there

Memory of a care

Hope of a presence

 

In the end

I go back to where it began

I go back to the dark

Looking for the friend

Who ran

When I made my mark

 

I fight for nothing

Yet I’d die for you

I’d die to see your smile one last time

To hear the words escape your lips

To be forgiven for the crime

Oh nothing to do

But take the hits

 

Of an beating that echos

In all the words I know

With silent screams

And broken dreams

 

I miss the point

And roll another joint

Looking for the answers

In the rhythm of the dancers

 

Who twirl and grind

Yet never invade the mind

Of thoughts blacken

By the emotions I’m lacking

 

Humpty Trumpty

Humpty Trumpty promised wall

Humpty Trumpty lied to them all

He spoke with big words and nonsense

With Nazi’s he found no offense

Yet somehow this ass clown became President

Even though he is repugnant and grossly incompetent

A bigot, liar, sexist and predator

With the mind of a two year old with his finger on the detonator

This is what America has gotten

With it’s core values forgotten

Life, Liberty and pursuit of the happiness for all

Were lost thanks the Republican party last fall

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Chill

A cold chill that won’t go away

Here in the light of the sun

I see my breath exhale

Even though I’m in hell

 

The sweat rolls

As sin takes it toll

And once again I give in

To the  temptation

That leads to ruination

 

Yet freedom is found

In the disaster of the ringing alarms

The lovely sound

Of a love that harms

 

I feel no pain

As I go numb

And find the truth insane

As reality never will come

 

Dark Mother — ABCs Of Kink

I am continually surprised that the words “male” and “female” are so broadly conflated with “masculinity” and “femininity”. The scientific reality of who we superficially label male, female, or intersex is a many faceted and complex chemical, biological, and chromosomal reality. A reality that incredibly few people (if any) know the entire story of, even…

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