It's Friday afternoon. That means the stock markets are closing today and only opening again on Monday morning. I have two more hours of analyzing the charts in front of me, and then I'm off to a well-deserved weekend. When I start thinking about it, I haven't made any plans for tonight yet. I'll probably take it easy, have a good dinner and watch a movie or something chill. Working inside during this hot summer weather i...

Letters on a keyboard  Are the way they communicate  In a world of words  No touch beyond the screen  No kiss goodnight  Yet what they feel  Can leave you breathless  Stir feelings within your soul Creating a safe place  To release a need Not met in the flesh Yet have they produced a world That fogs reality  Can they keep their feet grounded  And their hearts in check Or will their minds rule them Making them believe  It’...

Wolfe ran his fingers through his thick wavy black hair and looked over at the large manila envelope in his passenger seat. He had been sitting in his car for over thirty minutes trying to will himself to go into the bar that had just officially become his. Not that he had wanted the bar. He had never wanted anything to do with the bar or his angry, alcoholic father that had passed away almost a week ago. Wolfe was an onl...

What I imagined the night we met... It’s a perfect autumn day. I’m cruising down country roads, windows down, my car filled with the scent of firewood and dead leaves and some alternative rock band from the early 2000s blasting from my speakers.  Usually driving to spend the evening around a group of strangers would freak me out, but all I can think about is the wind licking my nipples through my tight shirt and hoping yo...

My heart has been wounded,no solace in sight.No arms offer comfort.Nor ears hear my plight.No eyes see my discomfort.No heart touched by my pain.Profoundly alone.Steadily going insane.Lips mouthing voices.Ears hearing whispers and screams.Or is that the sound,of shattered dreams?Lungs struggle to breathe.Mind barely aware.If I died tomorrow,would anyone really care?  

Sometimes I look aroundAnd the only thing I seeIs the hate and the painSelf created imagery JealousyInsecurityPlease love meWhat is it we want?Are we here to be free?To love and have fun?To truly be we?Oh I seeJealousyInsecurityPlease love meCan we be ourselves?Do we know who we are?Can we simply let go?Wishing on every starCan we?JealousyInsecurity Just love me

The Husband - Antony “Your cock is so small compared to every other man I have had inside me,” Jules, my wife, said as she jerked my cock slowly in her hands as we lay on the bed. “Look at it while I wank you, how small it looks, doesn’t it? You try to satisfy me with it but it does not compare to having a nice big dick stretching my pussy. Take your friend Stephen for instance, I bet he has a lovely cock and I would love...

Allow me to: Intoxicate your mind.Inebriate your fantasies.Leave realities far behind. Feed your lust with sips of phrase.Sate your desires, permeate your skin.Observe as you perform your polonaise. Quench your thirst with nature's wine.Raise your soul above the universe.Blind your wits with psychedelic design. Hold captive in hallucinogenic haze.Separate you from your life's inhibitions.Try to tease you out from your mal...

Pit. Pat. More tears fell, splashed against the cardboard between my feet like dirt onto a coffin. In many ways, it was a coffin. As I reached down to open it, Ian grabbed my hand, his pretty face ashen, his wide blue eyes glistening with tears. 'No, don't...' I shook my head and tried to pull my hand away, but his grip was insistent. 'If you don't look then it might still...' I shook my head in exasperation. 'Jesus Chris...

You say I'm merely borrowed Like in some old cliché Of a song recording sorrow In some other place, on some other day Well let me tell you, Miss I have no more time, no more love than this Please accept the half I have to give Though sad, this is the life I live * I'm not a book off some old shelf Pen, sweater or a coat I'm a person, something like yourself Just trying to stay afloat So listen to me, Dear Though selfish s...