ah
kick me in the stomach
knock me on the ground
pound me
no
just pay attention
anything
love me
i’m on a wind swept hill
(yeah)
and now the sun is gone
and now it’s cold
and the melting snow sounds like a river pouring down
i want to be worth something
i feel so worthless
can’t give you anything
anything you want
anything you’d ask for
anything you’d appreciate
Help
i feel unloved
i know it’s a two way street
and i’m alone out here.
naw.
i just finished giving a massage
and i feel pretty terrible.
but not because of him
not because of that
that was fun and nice and good
– but there’s this voice in the back of my head –
and my body feels terrible.
i’m just letting you know
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dennisatl
Im thinking about -actually- walking with you
and I always want to -really, truly, deeply- walk with you
for as long as I’m still around
And I know I sometimes chunk rocks at you
but that’s just part of the walk
Doesn’t mean I don’t love you
It just means the rock was lying there
and it’s part of the guy nature
to pick it up,
chunk it
and see what you do back to me
but always I’ll be with you
really, truly, ever!
Love you
d.
ogam
Do not forget who you are.
Do not forget your divinity.
Do not forget that from The Void come the manifest wonders.
Do not forget who you are.
The Queer God, the Purple Lord, Black Stonie, He Who Transforms wrap you in His fierce embrace in everything you see, everything you hear, everything you taste, everything you smell, and everything you feel.
dominicvine in reply to ogam
forgetting is part of the game
and currently
i feel ousted from my god-ship
sexuality defiled
and hands useless
body tired
would remembering in the body and deed be, bless’d!
but now
only in the mind
thus
more sadness
at the thought…
time outside
time in the dark
time in the dreaming
like forgetting
to remember anew?
to remember more fully?
to remember, indeed
but now: time for forgetting.
laura_collins
I love you.
As a choice, granted,
and it doesn’t mean as much as if I actually knew you,
but I still love you.
dominicvine in reply to laura_collins
Yeah
i need the kind of love now
where we spend most nights together
you know
smoking cigarettes at the truck stop all night over black coffee
(circa 16 years old)
or watching movies
or walking in the emptiness
but BEING together
i’m just missing constant compainionship
and
you know New York?
fucking High Fives there
i don’t like having to show off all the time to get attention
and i’m just… Not a city person
so i often feel like a spider-man from Mars with the people i know there who are talking about whatever it is they think is important
thanks for loving me.
we should meet someday.
have you read “running with scissors”?
someone gave it to me and i just finished it
— it’s around Amhearst… you too, right?
… that’s also helped me to feel desperate, sad and lonely.
(the book, that is)
i’m up near Easton, NY right now
not really that far from you
but not really that close…
laura_collins in reply to dominicvine
Yes.
I live out in Sun-and-dirt-land…
Sunderland…
The land for all your sundering needs.
Pretty far from New York,
but I would think this area would be more your speed.
If you ever feel like being in not-New-York,
the Happy Valley would be happy to have you.
carytown
People see such light in your smile.
And yet you still feel empty.
I tell you you really DO give, even when you think you have nothing left.
And somehow words on a screen don’t help.
I hope they do though.
XO
peace
dominicvine in reply to carytown
Thanks, XO
time for everything
ebb
flow
sometimes more ebb
today’s an ebb day
feeling the pulling
(on the empty chair)
Thank you, though
i appreciate it
grandiva1968
Hmmm.*snuggle*