Category Archives: Literature

Read all about it

I can’t read the books that I picked up, fell in love with, and took home.  I can’t read their pages, filled with love and torn romances, battered hearts and sad smiles, unmet glances and one-armed hugs.  I can’t read

Read all about it

I can’t read the books that I picked up, fell in love with, and took home.  I can’t read their pages, filled with love and torn romances, battered hearts and sad smiles, unmet glances and one-armed hugs.  I can’t read

Whom do I have to call my own?

Bukowski had his hookers Fitzgerald had Zelda And Zelda had Fitzgerald Poe had his Annabel Lee Picasso had Fernande While Hemingway was with his Paris wife Foer and Krauss had each other And the other Dante had Lizzie Siddal But

Whom do I have to call my own?

Bukowski had his hookers Fitzgerald had Zelda And Zelda had Fitzgerald Poe had his Annabel Lee Picasso had Fernande While Hemingway was with his Paris wife Foer and Krauss had each other And the other Dante had Lizzie Siddal But

Your body is a wonderland

The way you arch your back is As beautiful as the tattered spine of my favorite book The curve of your lips Are the dog-eared pages that I keep going back to Your scars and stretch marks Are the highlighted

Your body is a wonderland

The way you arch your back is As beautiful as the tattered spine of my favorite book The curve of your lips Are the dog-eared pages that I keep going back to Your scars and stretch marks Are the highlighted

I’ve got something I think I really wanna tell ya

I should have told her I should have said You’re too beautiful to be looking at books And she would know That it meant I thought she was gorgeous Standing there on a 6-inch pedestal Just high enough for her

I’ve got something I think I really wanna tell ya

I should have told her I should have said You’re too beautiful to be looking at books And she would know That it meant I thought she was gorgeous Standing there on a 6-inch pedestal Just high enough for her

Nero’s muse

* DISCLAIMER: This was written by Nadia, the muse of my previous post “Nero”  – https://incaseoflosspleasereturnto.wordpress.com/2012/07/17/nero/ I’d like to share something with you about her – She likes simplicity. That big wooden table would definitely have drawn her into the

Nero’s muse

* DISCLAIMER: This was written by Nadia, the muse of my previous post “Nero”  – https://incaseoflosspleasereturnto.wordpress.com/2012/07/17/nero/ I’d like to share something with you about her – She likes simplicity. That big wooden table would definitely have drawn her into the

Pimps and pinups

I want you to feel me nestled inside you Where your heart once was As I give you life, then take it away You part your lips, to protest But I press my lips to yours And you struggle with

Pimps and pinups

I want you to feel me nestled inside you Where your heart once was As I give you life, then take it away You part your lips, to protest But I press my lips to yours And you struggle with

An estate of mind

It’s not being in the right state of mind. Your stomach is unsettled. Your arms ache, and you’re slightly light-headed. It’s past noon, but you still haven’t woken up quite yet. You feel a pulsating pain in your lower back,

An estate of mind

It’s not being in the right state of mind. Your stomach is unsettled. Your arms ache, and you’re slightly light-headed. It’s past noon, but you still haven’t woken up quite yet. You feel a pulsating pain in your lower back,