Saturday, July 7, 2012

                                                                         T  WINDS


THE HEART  IS  RELEASING

THERE  IS  PRESSURE  THERE

THE  WANT  TO  ESCAPE  AND  BE  FREE

THE  LAW  OF  T WINDS  IS  AT  THE  GATE

THEY  ARE  SAYING  "JOY,  YOU  CAN'T  COME  IN"

T  WINDS?  THEIR  NAMES  ARE  URGE  AND  TASTE.

THEY  PRESENT  THEMSELVES  AS  THE  NECESSITIES.

WHY  SHOULD  I  PAY  THEM   DO'S?

WHAT  CLUB  DID  I  JOIN  THAT  THEIR  FEE  I  AM  OWING?,

ESPECIALLY TO  T WINDS

THEY  SAID  THAT  THE  CLUB  IS  HUNGER..

AND  JOY  IS  AN  OUTCAST  HERE.
                                            COME  AND  STAY

ITS LIKE CLIMBING  PIKES PETE

AS  ON  THE  COUCH  WE  SIT

ONLY.  ADORATION  DRESSES  MY  EXPOSED  CLIT

SO  I'M  CLIMBING  MY  OWN   MOUNTAIN

DARK  HALLOW  CAVE OF  EYES

THAT  FILLED  ME  WITH  FEAR  AND  DREAD

ILLUMINE   LIKE  THE  NOONDAY  SUN

WHILE  I  SIT  HERE  ON  HIS  HEAD

TO  ME  THEY  DO  NOT  HIDE  TO  ME  THEY  SHOW  NO  FEAR

ONLY  LOVE  THEY  SEND  TO  ME

IN  WET  AND  STICKY  TEARS

HOLD  YOUR  HEAD  HIGH  MY  LOVER

IF  YOU  INTEND  TO  PLAY,

IN  THE  GARDEN OF  PUSSY  POWER

AND  FREELY  COME  AND  STAY.
                                                        SOME DAYS



SOME  DAYS  I  WANT  A

FAT  DICK

A  SKINNY  ONE  WON'T  DO

ON  THOSE  DAYS

ALL  I  CAN  THINK  ABOUT

IS

YOU
                                 COLORS  UNSEEN


I  DON'T  PLAY  CHESS  WITH  MY  BOYFRIENDS

BECAUSE  I  ALWAYS  WIN

IT  ALWAYS  SCREWS  UP  THE  RELATIONSHIP

BEFORE  THE  LOVIN  BEGINS

THEY  WOULD  LIKE  TO  THINK  I'M  A  COLORED  BROAD

WHO'S  WIT  IS  DIM  AT  BEST.  THEY  LIKE TO  FORGET THAT

I'M  SHOWING THEM

COLORS  THEY CAN'T SEE YET

AND THAT

KNOWING  ME  BROADENS  THEM

WITH  COLORS  UNSEEN YET.
                                                            R  I  P


I  WANT  TO  TOUCH  YOUR  WRINKLE  BUT

FEEL  THE  HAIR  BETWEEN  YOUR  THIGHS

I  WANT  TO  SMELL  YOU  STANDING  STRAIGHT 

AND  MEET  YOU  EYE  TO  EYE

I  WANT  TO  DROWN  YOU  WITH  MY  VOICE

UNSPOKEN  WORD  I  WILL SING

A  LULLABY,  THAT  SOOTHES

MY  WEEPING  KING

THEN  COVER  YOU

WITH  A  WET  WARM  TOWEL

AND  YOU  REST  IN  PEACE

MY  LOVE
                                 HI  CRICKET!


ARE YOU  GEMINI  OR JEMETTE?

OH  I  LIKE  CRICKETS  I  LIKE  THEM  IN  MY  HOUSE.

I  LIKE  THE  SONG  THEIR  LEGS  MAKE,

WHEN  THEY  ARE  CALLING  FOR  THEIR  SPOUSE.

THEY SAY  "HONEY  I'M  HERE  TO  SEE  YOU  ",

AS  THEY  SING  THEIR  SAWING  SONG.

THEY  SAY  " COME  ON ,

LET'S  MAKE  LITTLE  CRICKETS

ALL  NIGHT  LONG.
            MY  BOYFRIEND  CALLS  ME  AN  ALLIGATOR



FOR  THE  WAY  I  EAT  MY  FOOD

I  USUALLY  SIT  AND  PLAY  WITH  IT

UNTIL  I  AM  IN  THE  MOOD.

THE  MOOD  FOR  THE  MEAL  HE  HAS   GIVEN  ME

IS  NOT  HE  IS  NOT  WAITING  FOR.

HE  STARTS  WITH  THE  PHYSICAL

THE  SPIRITUAL  HE  DISREGARDS

AND  BECAUSE  HE HAS'NT  EVOLVED YET

HE  AWAITS  MY  BITING  JAW

SHROOM.