I’ma make Em say honk
You gonna make Em say honk
We gonna make Em say honk
Everybody say honk
Drop the beat coming straight from the street
We knocking brothers out send em straight off their feet
The Brothers wanna play but they don’t got what it takes,
They try to stop the honk but it’s over your too late
A statement often heard uttered from the mouth of women across the
globe. Yet those very same women fail to see the error in their ways
when it comes to encounters with the opposite (or same sex) for that
matter.
I don’t know why, but out of nowhere I just started to have flashbacks to back when I was still a virgin and the many times I came close to losing it. The fear and feeling of terror that grips me now, at that memory is unbelievable. Read more…
This is the birth child of a secret affair between me and one of my demons. We sat and spoke over tea, we shared, we embraced, we made love, we became one.
I have very mixed feelings about this post. I’m not sure if I should even post this blog because it may be taken the wrong way, but then again, whomever could become offended by this humorous blog post has probably already decided that they don’t like me anyway. So what have I got to lose?
The last few nights, when I lay down, I have taken the time to put my hand on my wife. Be it on her waist, or her arm, hair, or all of the above. (Stop it you pervs!) Read more…
We sit by each other, close as can be, no more than arms length away.
I see you and you see me. You are a wolf, I can see that. I see your rough fur, it’s been washed though, I can see and smell that as well. But I see beyond that, I see more, I can see the danger in your eyes, I can see the toughness on your face, I hear the menace in your words, and I sense the threat in your mannerisms. You may be clean, but you cannot wash off the wounds inflicted by you and upon you by the world and your life. It’s visible to me. I really see you.
I’m working on a couple of current poetry pieces, yet I have reached a
stand still. No words are flowing. The odd thing is that I am still
feeling something inside of me that wants out! I feel this passion,
this pain, thoughts and feelings that ache to get out and be shared.
This past year has been a year of realization. Realization of things I already knew? No, more about confirmation then. But the reality couldn’t be more real. Read more…
No, I am not going to tell you about some magical apparatus that takes you back in time, unless you consider your memories, mind and heart such an apparatus. I can see that, why not? Read more…
I work for a large financial firm, we are very dependent on the slowly dying blackberry network and devices. Initially I found that the devices were getting cheaper and cheaper, now I notice the carriers are becoming more and more laxed and troublesome when providing us technicians with support.
Do you believe in the air you breathe? The wind that blows in your hair? We can’t see it, but it’s there. Right? Its power of life and destruction cannot be questioned. We cannot see it, but that doesn’t mean it’s not there. Read more…