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Submissive Origami



It takes imagination to create
a little force to crease
bend in ways not known before
to ponder a moment
in origami silence

I know you
pliable, willing to fold
your edges into a shape designed
to stir tears to my eyes
ellicit a hunger for more

to find the boundaries
of your submission
how many ways you can bend
but not break

a crane folded delicate and tight
soars for me into night
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Father's Lament

three nights past the new moon
blood worms spawn
slither free from mangrove silt
float to the surface
mating ritual consummated
they sacrifice themselves
to feed the fish
so the next generation may live.

three nights past the full moon
you sacrifice yourself
push and breathe
float to the surface of a dreams reality
cradle your swollen belly where she kicked

so close now

push that last push

the cries are the cries of silence
screaming an echo of tinnitus
she is still as a porcelain doll
one arm malformed
skin see through white

she is handed between the family
so she may live in our hearts
three nights past the full moon somehow
nature got it wrong
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Anything But Spring

seasons blur, mingled together
by the scattering of islands adrift
in providence

"providence he spat the word like some curse"
life has shown you get what you get
all that karma malarkey,
wonder what all the children getting bashed and raped
did wrong to the universe heh

we all need a little perspective sometimes
blunt perspective in the shape of a jug cord
or steel toed boot
yet he makes sense
or was it just rationalization of whiskey
beer and brutality

the world turns and here we are again
a little older a little more jaded by the way that
it's all made, clichéd and degraded
first time poison
well first time taking a direct hit
none of this second hand smoke
on the path to broke and broken
the family heirloom
of booze and bruises any drug that skims the edge off

pity is like an overzealous carpenter
takes more every time to plane the edges
to find the level
the house is bending and props
well they're just a make do aren't they......

autumn is here
its cool crisp air makes the skin feel alive
it rains colours but the walls don't melt
and the trees don't breathe
like they do in acid dreams
Mind the screams are they mine
mingled like some kind of mess
a child would concoct out of a cupboard
when you're so out of it you can't control your bladder
let alone look after a child

summer again
thoughts of rain long gone
less clothes though on the women folk
one night stands melt into puddles like ice
left on a bench along with all the dishes
growing mould cultures
because that is culture to the bottom rung
sing me a song, sung by the downtrodden
and I'm sure it'll contain anything but spring
because spring is the time the world
says go fourth and multiply
where the weather smiles
and fuck smiling it hurts my face

the past is like herpes sometimes
springs up on you when you least expect it
brings with it those weeping sores
maybe not providence
we all have to believe in something though.
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Old 10-16-2016, 05:15 AM   #29
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Tracing poems

Have you ever spent the time
to tease and please a woman
to truss her down
and indulge in her
the taste, to see her writhe
to test her limits with textures
on flesh

trace a poem on her clit
with your tongue,
something to make her wet
then whisper it in her ear
while she begs to be finished

To partake of her wholly
as each orgasm slicks her
walls ready for the moment
of your own entrance

so she may indulge in feeling you
fill her
numb her from all
that swirls in her head
allow her to lose control

for once
take her mind from her
so she can be free
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Glass Half Empty

Raising a round
to lost and found
out this way some folly
drunk

As if the drink can bury the
sad that sits in some pit
inside, eyes cast down
like whisky shots
slammed fingers and
fuck what else is there but
another
glass to pour my thoughts in
gather round this rounds on me
the money ain't worth drinking lonely

so have a glass of melancholy memories
dance a jitter bug in cigar smoke
blue light down
and down goes the other just like the last

and I'll sit and drink them down
till I can't get up
and cry a tear on some strange shoulder
because this weight presses
a boulder in my heart

so raise a glass and chink
it's edge to toast
a memory
of some time when

we were something more than nothing.
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Life Moves On

slam down that glass of liquid happy
another round
celebrating
what I don't know
why I can't say
but it beats the hard heat
of summers day
and memories that play

sad country music
sang in voice smooth
liquid, sounds that tug
at, the time she sat,

fuck that
pour me another,
mask the stench
perfume on unwashed flesh
a masquerade
try to feel the better days
or at least damp the fire

pour me another
imbibe the inebriation
like masturbation
sure feels good
but you're only fucking your
mind with another round
drown out all but the sound
of a man and the silky strum
the tones of his voice
through the haze of smoke
that I haven't done in years
and damn it feels good
twisted cough, a knife in my lungs
the head spins roll out

I can imagine you through the
smoky wisps of.....

pour me another the bottom
of my glass is mocking me
daring me to have some more
to forget
why I was here in the first place
why was I here,

pour me another tender bar tender
stroke my mind with lotus leaf, delete
the repeating thoughts of

pour me another
wee's a celebrashin
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Knotted Yarn

Gently I tease another loop
from the length
a snarled tangle of
mess

no one has taken the time to
unfurl your kinks
so you can be whole then
wound up properly

not this knotted mass
of confliction
that is twisted up on itself

I will take the time
to pull out all the stops
wether soft or with force
that bind you up

so you can be free
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Old 10-16-2016, 05:26 AM   #33
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Sibilant Seduction

a glance compromises the senses,
promises silently spoken,
time stills, snakes sinuously
realise
how soft
how smooth
how sensual she is
sinking in silken thrall

skins surface, exquisite as
polished glass,
organic obsidian
seduces the fingertips,
a single stroke causes
shivering sexuality,
trace her flesh,
lost in lust

slowly slip, slide down her spine
her side, her thighs
deep stare penetrates her eyes,
sensitive strokes on carnal instincts,
circles, spheres, Ovals
her cries and sighs
Mine
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Old 10-16-2016, 05:27 AM   #34
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The Rabbit Didn't Make It

She knows now
dreams end

That question
you dread

my answer
the same
as I was given,

not for a longtime,

a longtime is a lot
closer than it used to be

I won't be able to shelter
you in my arms and whisper
it will be alright
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Intoxicating Aroma

The woodsmoke blaze
rising from her hearth and heart
it sears and inflames
coal glow heat a steady burn
I know
that a single kiss
when lips touch lips, and our mouths
enclose
tongues press against each other
that it will ignite a funeral pyre
where we burn unto death
enough to consume our bone's and flame the flesh

my hands force her
to her knees
and she gags on my need
strings of lust slather the fullness of my cock
she demands more,
for me to fuck her whorish mouth
to rain money down on her
so she can feel
dirty,
crawling through mud dirty

she demands my moans to pay
for her effort
so she can hear the desire as it
revebrate from my throat and thrums
the cords in her cunt

she flips on all fours and backs up
impaling herself as if driving a knife
into an open wound
I grip her hair
growl out my beastial desire
the beast she has flanked into the open
and now plans to try and tame

spit on my dick
(not that it needs anymore wet)
but she likes the heat of the drips
they make her hiss as if it's hot wax

We are unrehearsed flailing limbs
animals in heat
grunting out
take it all bitch, (and she does)
who's pussy is it,
smacking her arse

Until
she collapses in a melting puddle,
but I am far from finished
I lay my weight on her
and crush every ounce of
wetness from her loins
hands clasp her throat
slide a finger in her mouth
as she spasms
her hand
reaching back to try and push me
out, or pull me in
where pleasure is sin
and she knows not which way to go

I roll her over
this fuck thing that
now has no words or movement
shaking with an unrestrained mewling quiver
I own her in this moment

she reaches up
and strokes my cock reverently
and kneels to receive
my benediction

she swallows
me down
consuming me

The air smells like sex
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Dark Memories and Demons

asphalt melts in black puddles of shimmering haze
the gaze of two teens rested on
a lonely child as he pedals,
each push clacks a pegged joker
on the spokes of the rear tyre

their approach is a hollering rush
of violence
the bike their prize
the boy cries tears of defeat
as the teens beat his face with fists and feet
he trudges home head down
shuffle steps, tears drown out his sight

where is your bike boy
the gravel crunch speaks in anger incarnate
a sob story told of teens and conflict

you boy are pathetic,
a single slap cracks the boy to the ground
hands scrape on rocky chunks
as knees are ripped in bleeding hunks
a boot to be sure a lesson is learned

turned back out the driveway
screwdriver in hand
get your bike and come back a man

and I only had to stab the first one twice
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She Saved Me

adrenaline dumps
past time of the primitive
where the lizard brain drains
all thought, shapes your
reason with two options
fight or flee,
me
I always chose to fight
I revelled in the might
fist on flesh in the middle
of the night

that surge that makes the
brain purge itself of reason
it's fighting season
drunks, punks, skaters
I didn't care, wasn't scared
would fight anyone,
a self made pitbull

fought a giant,
6ft 11, 420 pounds
can still remember the sounds
of his head hitting asphalt
my assault continued
until he couldn't

what woke me up
going home to my daughter
eye black, ribs cracked
barstool to the back
boot to the head
three men vs me
they went to hospital
I was violent cocky and brash
wore blood
like a first place sash

a hiss when she tried to kiss
my swollen lip,
growling in anger
nearly bit my own flesh
and blood

I quit that day
no more fighting
for pay,

my soul was blackened
you little one dampened
my fury, tempered my mettle
made me better
helped me settle
into a proper life
where violence is a mere memory
or something I see on TV

when you say I am the best daddy ever
I buoy with silent pride, proud to not be
dead or in jail
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Dinner Time Horror Show (or if you prefer dinner at my house aged 4 years old)

Beating back laughter and happiness
Over torn bread
Dull thunks of meat
The jolly butcher pounds
his lump of flesh

jawbone at an obscure angle
Mummy normally looks pretty in red
an organic bib blooming,
growing larger by the second

Mushmouthed words
I ove ou oys e stong
(I love you boys be strong)
thunk, thunk, thunk
The hammering continues,
Jolly butcher smiles
mummy looks like Quasimodo

The butcher asks, maniacally
"choose your cut of lamb, madam'e?"
Screams of you bastard sound more like
Oo astard
A final thunk, mummy goes to sleep

The butcher continues talking
In
Punctuated
Psychobabble
To his cowering meat
"Be happy coz the best cuts are well beaten
and pounded"

He looks down on my brother and I,
both small tender cuts of lamb
and says simply

"I do it coz I love you.
Which one is next?
Hurry on I have a lot of work to do today
gotta tenderize that meat"
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Too many

Tonight I had more than I should
till my pores secreted
one hundred percent proof

I saw her
she was my ideal version
of how I imagine you,
yet we've never met
so I make it all up im my head
that this is you
since we've never met
your real name is now hers

she has had enough drinks
for inhibitions to slink off like a dog in the night

I write her a poem on a napkin
something I know
would get you wet
she smiles as she reads it
but her response
let's me down, she squeals in delight
(You would never do that shit)

I fuck her in the carpark
hard, animalistic
she cums
like a fucking animal
I can't
because she isn't you
so I spit on her back pretend I'm done

I don't take her number
I fade out of her life
plenty more pubs to drink at
anyway
I go home
and read your words to me
this is what it's like to feel
she could never have been you.
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Cello

draw the strings tight
pluck gently at each note
to tune the sounds
that come from such
a creature

for its wails
pitches and crescendos
crush the air from my lungs
sweat that builds but
I
I am lost
in its bewitching music,

the muscles in my arms,
in my back drawn tight
like strung strings
of their own
as we push and pull
seeking harmony
in this mutual
communion
of instrument
and musician

and the sounds

the delicious sounds
she made
the sounds yet to come
make me shake
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Pub 1 excerpts from a bouncers life

the Karrawarra

In the midst of slums Ville
glasses are plastic after 8
too many people going home
with extra holes in their face

this was not the place
for some metrosexual
with an outback beer fetish
this was for the lowly wage earners
who earned respect with their fists
their feet
and the women drank blood laced vodka

duct tape held the front window together
Al Sat in the corner
shoulders bulging some boulderous mass
nicknamed ashtray for smashing them
on his own head when ever he was pissed
testosterone fuelled party tricks rule the roost

a place for men with slow brains
fast hands and tough mouths
beer guzzlers, goon swillers
the metho drinkers sat curbside
order orange juice to cut through
the poison taste

ripped felt
splintered pool cues
dot the floor
tight jeans bald heads
ripple shoes and steel toe boots
have a drink with the drinking class
bring your steel knuckles
swalllow your fear with every beer
and bring on the pain
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Pub 2 excerpts from a bouncers life

Club 108


club beats base deep sounds
trick shot hotties
slinging drinks and titties
extra for a nipple dip

dark permeates
to marinate the seedy underbelly
and hide the face of those
well passed the age they
should be taking clothes off for cash
in enough dark
with enough drink it doesn't matter any more
she'll smile with her lips
eyes dead as fish
gyrate her hips and walk of with your tip
tucked into a G-string along with her dignity

all she wants is a man to appreciate
the sensuality of
the way she moves
not the tits and ass all in his face
cant resist
like a pizza delivery boy
that has to have a bite of the pizza
down the stairs
in slooooooowwwww mo
slinky tumble.
the rules dictate how much touch you can make
run by coin
extras not here.......
shhh that isn't on the license

heels, lace mother of grace this place
smells of sweat stale cigarette
stewed in beer, served up
for you on a dented pewter platter

top shelf gents, tip of the hat
round of cigars, Cuban import
and her
and her
and her
we'll shoot pool
in strobe light flash
until candy sweet water
pours and hung mouth, slack jawed
poleaxed by her every move

eyes reflect the red peek
of the sun, vomit detritus strewn concrete
palms on eye brows head down
it all flashes in staccato's
stumble as if on sea legs
case of blue balls
empty wallet

see you next week?
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Pub 3 excerpts from a bouncers life

The London

underground surround
the bars a round service station
in the middle
dance floor blocks rock
the sight of flirting hips
swinging drinks,
slinging wolfwhistle clean cut
through the baseline

the doof doof pillpoppers
disco treat tasting freaks
line the street, chew gum
taping feet,
the place to be to grind somebody
one night stands slide off with every glass
tight ass long legs
men cut from blow mould steel press
open shirt tan and sweat

smells of sex and decadence
hard beat glow stick twirl
shake that ass
sprinkler dance and shopping trolly
running man
box the floor
no line dance fool

licked lips lit in high gloss
ass pinching women
wink luscious and wanton
toilet stall quickies
condoms slung

sambucca shots
dark liquorice
drunk down in savour sweet
flavour bursts

awake in a strangers room
with pinks walk of shame
running a back drop theme song.....
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Pub 4 excerpts from a bouncers life

The Wool Shed

dirt encrusted boots clump
weary feet to the bar
order a round of forget me
as the day's labour attacks

fingers gnarl around frosted glass
two gulps and pint down
there's not enough beer in here
to slake the thirst of sun hammered skin

living on the land is dying in a slow pot roast
of tanned hide non dyed wool
shearing sheep till day break
then the ancient creak that
hobbles them bent
that hand so strong
clutches at the very thing carrying the weight of it all

another round till they can stand upright proud and tall
knowing that when the numbness dies
pain consumes
and work continues
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You Fucking Asked For It

fuck it all
I wonder how turned on you would be
if I hurt you
the way you beg to be hurt
how much can you really take?

you crawl on your knees and plead
that you have been a bad girl

Do you know the things these hands have done?

there is a scar from
collapsing a man's eye socket
in one shot
spiral fractures that had him
in fits as he pissed himself

punched a man's nose completely off his face,
I am damaged goods woman
and you beg of me
stir the anger in my blood
the dirty sediment that has settled
but when riled drowns out the clarity
of my normal every day

I snapped a man's wrist radius
and ulna clean from his hand
because he grabbed my throat

had a man bleed from his eyes
from his ears, frontal lobe concussion
and ruptured ear drums

I am violence personified
and
you want that
baby I am too broken
to play this game with you

you slap me
scream at me
I walk through the bedroom door
as if it's a breezeway

shards and splinters fly
as the wrecked remnants
shatter all over the floor

the awe in your eyes
you swallow
exaggerated
in slow motion adrenaline surge

I see you fear
I see you lick a small speck of blood
from the pink of your lip

we can taste it in the air
blood runs down my arms
splinters stick from bulging muscles
as heavy breathing blazes my wild eyes

you slap me again

I snap
with one hand I grab your hair
rip you from your feet
and pin you face down on the bed

rip your pants off and slap your ass
hard enough to bruise instantly,
screaming
you want this
my belt hits the floor
I unbuckle one handed

smash my cock into your
soft heat
and take you
you are wetter than you have ever been

your first cum
wets my thighs
you drip with the searing lust
as this beast
pounds like a pneumatic drill
growling,

I rip your head back
sink my teeth into your neck
draw blood
turn your face and smear it
all over you

a charnel house scene
obscene in its bestial display
you cum again in a screaming fit
of obscenities,
fuck, you chant nose turned up
in a snarl
"yes, fuck my cunt"
you squirt a gush as if my cock has cut an artery
in your lust and you soak the sheets
with your vaginal fluids

I RAM MY ANGERINTO YOU
I clench and cum
squirting every last ounce of myself
into you and collapse on your back

my hand unlocks from your hair
gently, I kiss you
and start muttering my apologies

baby, you pushed me
I'm so sorry

you whisper
you are wrecking my high
shut up
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Your Words Say

undress me,
but you can wait,
suffer in delightful torment
hanging suspended in that lustful moment
until breaking point
where your pussy is so hungry
so demanding
that everything
makes you angry
that the need to be pleased
pound's at your door

to the point where you have to touch yourself
but even that is small relief
like slight rain in 100% humidity
let it build
hang in heavy air

until the moment of entry
is an explosion of
feral needs
when every touch makes the pulse in your skin
burn

untill you slither serpentine
baring the gift
of both pulsing holes
for me to pick the plunder
stick the desire
crushing that need
like monsoonal rain

the slight fumble
at the entrance as lips part,
then slight pressure,
it''s all about the sliiiiidddeeee.
into depths of feeling that take my breath
make me sweat,
make me ache to take this motion
into perpetual thrust and grind
ram it home,

but I love the tease
to slide the tip of my cock down and over a swollen clit
to hear your hiss,
as I hold the tip of on your lips,
make it pulse and throb
filled with my blood
my want for you,
let you know that I am the restraint,
wait until impatience overcomes you,
you try to thrust back,
to take what is mine to give

and I do in one long slow
T

H

R

U
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She Is Flesh and Blood

not some porcelain doll
or
some precious crystal
that is to be put on the highest shelf
adorned, alone, viewed but never
touched

this pedestal has choked her
stolen the breath from her lungs
driven a wedge deep enough
for her to not realise
the beat of her heart
the curve of her hip
the firmness of her breasts
should be desired
held
used
till mutual satisfaction

the heat in her cheeks
the swell of her clit
these things are flesh and blood
not a blow mould statue
or antique heirloom
not a tapestry

should be a finger painting
to be traced, enjoyed
indulged in feeling
once the page is used
grab another

not seeking perfection
but a connection
to you
and your heart
take her down from the pedestal
play
laugh
dream in sepia and velvet
anointed in passion
awash in desire

for god sakes
let her breathe
then take her breath
with your fire
not because she is gagged by
pedestals and indoctrination
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Toasting Memories

days adrift in impermanent blurs
the echo of hollowed out craniums
as we pickled our brains in acid
brined them in tequila
you feel the music
lost in the madness of spring

it brings aching loss in the
profoundest of beauty
where I mourn too late
about what love is
of losses and fate

it's all a load of nothing
why do my eyes still
mist when I think of what was
how it will never be again,
innocence
bah that was long gone
before we chanced upon our
dance of lust,
and barely legal angst

requiem for a dream
where you swallowed me up
took me somewhere better
and now it's all just
a bitter tea
steeped in clover and acid.

I'll drink one more shot to that
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five am cold shivers
breath mists the air
feet slosh through sodden ground
we race through the green, dodging
weaving, wire supports
that nearly decapitate
laughter echos
in mornings cool vapours
the sun peeks over the hills crest
cascading warmth light and colour to the dark
as mum picks another
dollar fifty bucket of grapes

HE was not there
our spirits soar
to become more
than gutter people
without fear
no oppression
finally able to laugh

my brother and I
dropped at school in our
ford fairlane mobile home,
clothed in mud
but cloaked in smiles.
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Autumn is upon me

I can smell dew
on cool grass
the fresh scent of autumn rain
that drizzles light and delicate
as chilled wind blows
the small shivers that come
with the gentle fall
of a floating leaf
a little death
that shakes free
from a thick stem

one of many to come
as the beauty of colours
the reds and tanned earth tones
trickle across my sight

I can taste the rain
feel its wonder
cause shudders on my flesh

I want to join in
this shedding of weight
and lay in the wet grass
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