The Truth About Women’s Feet

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Love wrapped around my mind like a shroud

Full of colors, spectrums & radiant splashes

Not a day without engulfing sunshine

Blinded by pantyhose & false eyelashes

I believed in the fairytale courtships

Sipping champagne from glass slippers

Lovely damsels in need of gentlemen

Revealed to be crude strumpet strippers

My soul could not take this detail

Where was my love with elegant class

Distraught in this new reality

Stuck on feet made for crystal glass

How could my dreams unravel so

This giving me pause to think

Now I understand the truth

That women’s feet actually stink

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I Wasn’t Comfortable

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Then all of a sudden I wasn’t comfortable in front of myself
There was a seismic reverse
Reality transgressed to incomplete existence
The nakedness felt manipulated & coerced

Watching The Sun Rise Over Norge Hills

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Watching the sun rise over Norge hills
Waiting for nature to gently overspill
These are special days, even if we don’t see
Reality collapsing into itself; the only place we can be
Still quiet homes with subdued families at rest
Admiring the calm while it’s still at its best

Perhaps I’m A Bit More Prudish

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Perhaps I’m a bit more prudish

Than I ever expected myself to be

Shying away from their exhibitions

Folding my soul back into propriety

Maybe I’m not as cool as you thought

I’m more of a meandering old fellow

Writing out lines of cautious fantasy

Whereas reality reveals itself to be rather mellow

Pirate Prep

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Pirate Prep

Slow reveal behind the mask

But there’s no dick pics

No matter how politely you ask

I’m gonna keep something for me

Reality to keep up with illusion

You’re drooling over my secrets

Obviously tainted by your delusion

*Yes, I keep using this pic, but only because it is one of my favorites

** No, I’m not usually this vain

Leaning Toward Finding The Answers

Leaning toward finding the answers
Within a dimly lit cafe with a second mug
Liquid infatuation; I like it hot
Adjusting to reality; life without those hugs
Steaming & inspiring me to continue
Never thwarted in spite of being all alone
I do my best work in the forgotten shadows
A momentary chance; possible truths to be shone

Her Fantasy Greater Than Her Reality

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Her fantasy greater than her reality
Nothing actually possible to feel
Dreams withered to dust between fingers
Nothing isn’t anything they could steal
Hold close for its something always
Imagine, just not too close to your heart
Beauty can always linger in your sleep
But it’s real enough to tear you apart
She’ll whisper all you ever want to hear
She’ll flirt & smile, but they’ll only be lies
Though it’s your fault if you believe anything
Her lips drip poison she shares with all the guys

I’m Going To Start Some Rumors

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I’m going to start some rumors
Tell them all the bad things I’ve done
See if they carry in the wind
Or get burned away by the sun
Can words affect us in reality
Or are they conjured up in dreams
Softly spoken so we will remember
Illuminated by heavenly moonbeams