I’m feeling cruel today.
Words crowd my brain,
teetering at my fingertips
like cudgels.
I don’t want to play
your dearest friend,
proxy mother,
saintly virgin,
or ghost.
Either fuck me
or fuck off.
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I’m feeling cruel today.
Words crowd my brain,
teetering at my fingertips
like cudgels.
I don’t want to play
your dearest friend,
proxy mother,
saintly virgin,
or ghost.
Either fuck me
or fuck off.
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I choose the former!!
I just read ‘Beautiful Losers’ in one sitting and, quite honestly, the whole thing blew me away. It was just so honest and touching and real, or at least my version of it! Thankyou so much for sharing it. Also, on Geocentricity, I can relate. I love how you capture the frustration, of sorts. Truly,
Lucia
Beautiful – I love this!
Can this be my anthem? The first verse especially; how well i know the difficulties of refraining from flaying those around me with sharp-edged truths
My sentiments exactly.
I have to agree with everyone but this feeling is not just confined to the ‘gentler sex’, if gentle can be used here. We guys feel this all the time and many of us feel that this is how we are supposed to feel, if for no other reason than to give women the unspeakable pleasure they crave. I like it RG…it is so real and should be brought out into the open as you have done.
This is so very beautiful! You have such a talent with words- it’s very inspiring. I’ve been trying to get up the courage to put some of my own writing on the internet- so far, all I have is a website, I just can’t seem to click that submit button when I try and post!
Really, fantastic writing.
-Lara
That poem says it all!