- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Wade Through Memory
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My heart's so fucking broken. I saw pictures. Motherfucker is still the finest man I've ever seen. Damn. Just to have those arms hold me one more night. (2012) That big body pressed against my back and ass, innocently. The embrace broke a wall down, slowly, cracked me into small pieces like an owlet egg or crumbled bits of hard candy. Mom says that God will send me something better. I don't see how that is possible. Motherfucker is beautiful and his smile makes me weep. I miss my friend and his stories. Those big blue eyes. We were superheros. He'd like all the deer here and the great blue herons, hawks, owls, and eagles galore.
