Final Excuse for Fetish
A perfect excuse to
Delve into my darkest
Urges and still come out a saint.
A moment to celebrate and
Chance fate to find ecstasy
At the end of the pitless
Rainbow.
To tempt psychosis and paralysis
To find a deep pleasure,
To be momentarily happy and
Become who I could only dream.
I've searched for a reason like this
My entire life, but ...
Sunday 23rd August 2015 5:52 am
Days
I stare out of the musty Victorian window,
transfixed on the dimming green leaves
that cling to the long secure branch that grips for life
onto the weakening weather beaten oak
which shadows the grey cracked street below.
A knock breaks the crisp silent air but I refuse to move and inch,
Half believing it to be my weary wandering mind attempting to call me home,
I stay staring out as ...
Saturday 22nd August 2015 1:54 am
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