Banal Veracity

Hard to say
hard to see
time has come
to worry
to fret
to wonder
what the hell is going on?
I am lost.
I know that.
I admit that.
My needs are simple.
My needs are easy.
Hold me in your arms
make me feel safe
whispered words
wrapped in your embrace.
These are days…..
days never imagined
black death…..
plague…..
might be comparable
front line
never thought it
hand out
supplication
our new reality.
I do what I have to do.
I keep you safe.
I keep myself safe.
I can only do what is…..
expectations must be modified
within reason
within trust
within my ability to give.
My words go out
my words…..
try to offer sympathy
I cannot though
we are too far gone
there is no returning from this.
Bow
plead
deaf ears have turned
no one is hearing
no one is caring
we shall die
while they eat pie
yet
our fault it will be
so they shall see
I am sorry
reality is blurred
there is no saving you
there is no saving me
there is no saving…..
bland truth
blooded dreams
we can go no further.
©March 27/20
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Shadowed Pain

Shadows creep
inching along
covering all in darkness
muffled sounds
groans
moans
shuddering in pain.
Not my pain
your pain
I see you on your knees
begging me
pleading with me
skeletal grimace
facade
molted smile
dank smoke rolls in.
Time has come
raw
fading in
fading out
dreams entailed
nightmares
ripped into your skin
tattooed
mouth creased in dismay.
I hear
you shriek
today is no less than tomorrow
shadowed woods
fogged graces
eerie it is
as I become shrouded darkness.
©March 26/20
Picture is my own

Whispered Cravings

I felt…..
your words
caressing
demanding
calling forth
emotions
feelings
that I have never felt
ever
before.
I felt…..
your lips
tasting
sucking
everywhere
upon my thighs
my breasts
my tasty bits
feasted upon.
I felt…..
your tongue
lapping
surrounding
tracing a pattern
around my nipple
erect
screaming for release.
My body arches
bow tight
arrow release
screaming
begging…..
Daddy please
let me go….
moaning breaths
let me go….. 
gasping for air
Daddy please
can I cum for you?
I felt
that connection
that need
fed in you
fed in me
our connection
sparks in the night.
©March 25/20
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Bog Monster

Lilting
on the air
love song
gentle dream.
Golden hours
long slippery nights
time in a bubble
a desire
a love affair
ever so rare
or so I thought.
Woven fantasies
spoken
dreams created
wisps of smoke
waiting
wanting
spoke to me
of fairy tales.
Always wanted my fairy prince
my knight in shining armour
my king
to lay with queenly self
to call forth passion
to ease the inner ache
I constantly feel.
I would like to know
within the multitude of frogs I have kissed
have you any advice
what do I need to change
so y’all will stay in the swamp?
©March 18/20
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Word of the day Challenge #93-Untitled Poem

Shattered
blood red tears
rending at clothes
at hair
at skin
gouging
nails slicing
anything to stop the pain.
I never lied about what I wanted.
I never lied about what I expected.
I never lied about what I was feeling.
I never lied at all.
What you see
is what you get
no more
no less.
This woman
standing
naked before you
baring soul
bitter past
fragile
vulnerable
patchwork quilt
scars
taped together with experience.
I knew
heart bleeding
I knew how dangerous
voices
screaming
kicked into silence
this would be.
I built an illusion.
I built a fantasy.
I built……
but one memory
how you held me
when I bared my truth
my past
like no other man has done.
©March 16/20
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Best Served

Gently cup my cheek
thumb erases the tears
sad smile
I know
you know
it was never real.
Pain
raging
tearing me apart
my mistake
falling hard
should have listened
when warned.
Fantasies woven
tenderness given
hard not to feel
time to tamp it down
drown it down
lock it away
’cause I swear
I ain’t giving it away.
I am done with feeling shit.
I am done with feeling period.
They say
(I love the infamous they)
revenge is a dish best served cold
revenge is a life well lived
revenge is a lot of things…..
what I cling to as true
the day will come
when you realize……
I was the best you would ever have.
©March 15/20
Picture is my own. Of me.

Word of the Day Challenge #92-Untitled Poem

My throne
blooded mare
hooded glare
within sunken sockets
death mask
gleaming teeth
bared in rictus grin
feral growl rumbles
you dare mock me?
Liver lipped lover
aromorous words of rhyme
promised time
finger kissed tips
your hands around
stealing breath away
while my body reacts.
Lost in thought
wrought in pain
devil begone
flamed eyes
cast aside.
I lick my lips…..
Beloved of my heart
hear my plea
upon your knees
this quest shall be:
Find for me a God.
Find for me an Emperor.
Find for me a King.
Find for me a Man.
A Man
who can tame 
this lioness’ roar.
©March 14/20
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