He was a wild cat. He lived in the yard when I moved in. And I’d see him up on the neighbor’s roof. Stalking around the grass. Handsome. I’d ask around. I needed a cat. Do you know who owns that gray cat. The neighbors said he was feral. Continue reading
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My friend called me upset. He has random gay sex in the park at night. Sometimes in the daytime too. At 3AM or on lunch break, men in your town congregate in some agreed upon spot by the river. Or a certain bathroom in the mall, and so forth. To have unprotected sex with strangers. Then they go home to their wives.
A girl sent me her pictures. A girl wrote me saying I’m going to school near you in the fall. And I think I’m your type. I love your writing. Asked if she could send a picture. I should have said no. But I didn’t. Continue reading
Some thought I forgot. Some thought I had while stretching. It wasn’t big enough to write. It was something I might have said on a podcast. And I thought: this thought is not a big enough deal to write down. Now it’s gone. Continue reading
People tell me I seem calmer. Is it God or my testosterone. I can’t fuck so don’t give a shit about anything. My old sugar babies write me letters. They’re smart and interesting. But had shitty parents. So they make money fucking old men. You suffer from your father not being around, or from him being around. I love you girls. I want to wrap you in a warm blanket and hold you. Continue reading
My life will have no meaning or purpose. But it’s nice out in the yard. I saw an unusual bee. Tried to take its picture. When I got the phone close it flew away. In the tall grass you can only see it when it moves. You wait for it to land. Try again to take a picture. The camera won’t focus. When it gets too close the bee flushes. You lose it for second. You see it flying, and it lands. I almost get upset about not getting a picture of the bee. But I don’t. You can take my word for it.
It was smaller than a normal bee. Whiter yellows. Glossier. Less furry. A small elegant bee. My life will have no meaning or purpose. But it’s nice out in the yard.
I had a dream I fucked my retarded cousin and my stepfather caught me. His anger and disappointment were unbelievably painful. It was clear he’d have me prosecuted and would cut me out of his life. Continue reading
I used to want billions to die. But age brings diminishment of passions. Now I just want one god damn night of eight hours sleep. I snap awake at 4-something AM every day for two weeks. I can feel it giving me Alzheimer’s. My one prominent face wrinkle fissuring deeply, ugly old failure etc.etc.. Whatever man. I always felt like this. Continue reading
I feel connected, at peace, unafraid of the future, of death, of whatever might happen. I feel relieved of guilt and anxiety. I feel like I’m an organism in nature just playing my role. A creature putting my song into the world, like the birds. Helping people when I can. Forgiven for my sins. I feel like I’m the way God made me and that’s enough.
I feel like I’m doing OK. Ways I fucked up were just part of the process. I’m part of the machine of creation. Just an atom. No better or worse than other atoms. Not a uniquely fucked up or malicious atom. I’m not bad at being a person any more than a mockingbird can be bad at being a mockingbird. It just is what it is, does what it does, according to how it was made. I feel like I’m part of something.
All right Valerie. I’m here at the coffee shop. The girl who rang me up for my hot green tea for here had a lisp, a little underbite. Pointy little tongue that can’t quite get behind her lips and teeth for sibilants. And there’s some sensory thing, some synesthesia from the sound, her sucking my dick, her tongue playing the tip like a pit viper tasting air, but I can’t follow that thought where it goes because I joined Sex and Love Addicts Anonymous. Curtailing addictive behaviors. The other barista here’s a great big fat curly hair Mexican and I’d like her to suck my dick also. I want to give her an ass massage with baby oil and swim around in her crack. Frolic in it like a kid in a fire hydrant. Continue reading
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