Super Gay

On the search for love again my friend!

Always looking

For a sexier ass

And a comfier heart,

High class,

And he better be smart,

Cos you ain’t no tart!

Never settle for too little,

You deserve a free spirit

And a sincere soul.

Your love is so big,

That you share it

And give it away

With such ease,

But you’ve gotta keep a bit for yourself, darling!!

No hurry dear,

You have a whole life ahead,

And a bag full of smiles,

So don’t shed it all,

For a quick fuck,

After the ball!!

Unknown

Sharp images

Of unwanted Dogs

Howling past me,

Bleeding souls and fastened eyes

On what is Neverneverland.

The flowing mane

Of the unknown,

Unspoken thoughts;

Mind ruled by freaks

Falling from the skies

With naked hearts,

Showing torn pictures

Of things

I’ve never had or seen,

Not even

In my worst nightmares…

A Wannabe Clone

Inexhaustible shadows

Always casting

Over hopes

And fears.

They’re but so perfect,

Yet so unreal.

 

Distorted images of the truth

Multiplying and stretching

On what is pen ultimately correct.

A Trompe L’Oeuil

Disguised as ourselves,

A Wannabe.

 

Your sorry attempt as a shadow,

Craving my soul,

Grasping at my every breath,

At my freshness,

At my aptitude to be good at everything you are bad at

What a pitiful sight,

A thief

Who cannot rob,

Who’s being pursued

By what he doesn’t

And will never have.

 

You’re just a clone,

And you didn’t even manage that right.

You lack my passion,

You’d get the drought

After I’d quenched my thirst.

Too late again my friend,

Too late again.