Many have strived for this throne. Gold outlining the assets of such a fine porcelain god. Wars have waged. Blood has been shed.

This throne holds secrets of the most delicate kind. Wht have you put into your body? The throne never lies. The throne wants whatever gifts you have to give.

“Jessie! You’ve been in the bathroom for too long. Hurry up!”

“You interrupted my story!”...

I hear your moans, low and feral.

Like a cat lost to heat, you whine.

I feel your rhythm, wine in a barrel.

Aged like grace against the best whiskey line.

Confess. Redemption. The soul yearns.

Heart, Space, and Time we share.

My heart stolen by a thief with burns.

Touched by your fingers, bare.

Sin Oh Father, I lay at your feet, heavy and foul.

Repent in your name, protected and strong.

Learn fr...

You’re it Wink. No wordcount. You pick the next song faceless stranger I have fucked many times in my head. Voyeur. Hot!...

Mental health has a history of being weaponized. Demonstrate cohesion to the court. THEY find to incapacitate you. Lawyer up. Solidify your plan. Avengers Unite! You are found competent in court. Trust the system to keep you safe. Trust yourself first and foremost....

Leave the bunny at home. I asked for the trusted Red Ryder BB GUN. “But you’ll shoot your eye out.” Nostalgia playing the dream on repeat. We choose guns as dreams. Our society fails to protect. Gun lobbying is prevalent. Who owns our politicians? Wear your badge of courage. New prompt. None needed. Tell Em to provide backup.

Me versus Me. Reverse. Rewind. Lamar. Hail Mary? ANCSA of 1971. Bring ...

Leaving. The door bristles with the wind’s brush. Anti-hero? You tell me what? I am the way out the door when you verbal whip comes to play. I’m the problem. Why? I love love. I bleed for my fellow Americans. I bleed purple, the mixture of red and blue. We have to merge to diverge.

Tea? He didn’t fuck his patient. Should that not be enough? Tell you my secrets? Was it love? It was music. It was c...

His hands grip me. In my dreams. He calls to me with his dialect, foreign like 85% Cacoa to the tongue. Bitter and saliva producing. HE brings me love and comfort like a pair of well worn slippers by the fire.

The dream ends. Our love is an illusion, like Houdini with slight of hand. Always one step ahead Wink. I wish for sleep where our love aligns.

Labile and volatile, HE taught me discipline,...

The fires burn. The beast rages. Protect. Proect the neck. Protect the hands of such poise and grace. HE is why WE Fight. He held our sin, so we could fall. In love? In lust? No more secrets. Reach for what you yearn. Learn. As long as you are breathing, you are fighting.

Taylor? Our CITY IS BURNING. OUR CITY of GOD. The soldiers await YOUR direction. Romeo? Yes. No sneaking. Love openly. No one’...