This once held a video for an artists that turned out to be a predator. This person gave a bad name to the entire BDSM Community and I can no longer support him in any fashion. Really, I stopped supporting him a while ago but now I’m removing him from old posts.
Month: September 2016
Reflected star
A candle flickers to life
Rasping the spark
Kind words a scourge
No balm to the furies within
Drinking midnight wine
Alone in my bed
Straps that held me down now hold me up
Consenting nonconsent
Strange the last flares of thought
Slipping into oblivion.
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Collapse
Awkward silence
Strangers drifting through our paces
Minutes slipping by
Small silences
Needing the companionship
But wanting the loneliness
Cold creeping
In Last moments of the light
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Poetry about poetry
The harsh razorblades of words that rush out
carving a bloody painful path through flesh
living manikin cast free of form
to dance in blaze down the overgrown roads of the mind
pain and pleasure warring
roaring to become one
in the dripping pageantry of other minds
while I lay broken and empty waiting
hoping to hear
that someone
is
listening
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Without words
Fingertips lightly across soft skin
lips brushing against neck
knowing looks whispering softly
The everpresent sensuality of you
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The Blade’s Remorse
Hurts flash frozen
Chemical assistance interceding
The blade slips in
All pains receding
Still bleeding but unfeeling
A smile plastered on my face
Blood keeps flowing
And I unknowing
It’s all just building
Walls are breaking
But I’m still smiling
Though the grimace sets in
The ice is melting
And depths are beckoning
My paths are ending
Smile cracking and
Falling away
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A haunted face
I know it’s grainy, but you can only see the face when looking from a specific vantage point.
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Moonrise in the desert
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To burn
Worlds rise in my dreams
But each morning, on waking
the day begins anew
Ready to be burned or sown
The worlds will rise regardless, colored by my actions, but they will rise
On a day I wake alive, everything can change
But it won’t. At the point of choosing I will choose the darker path.
Every time I’ve chosen the bright path, I’ve ended up burned.
Tell the truth, lose the life you enjoy
Tell a lie, gain a business
Sacrifice to save a life, lose your heart
In reverse, gain peace
Into darkness and out the other side, back in the light, I stand back at the edge
To burn or to sow
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Just another day
Pelgris 