What if what someone
finds you attractive for
isn’t the thing that
you want them to
what if the thing
that you know to
be the best you
is never even seen
what do you do
I have found myself
bobbing in an ocean
of suitors immersed in
their affections batting away
the paws and nibbles
wishing that just one
would take a bite
from the place where
I know I’ll bleed
but rather they bump
against the one place
where what they think
is flesh is bone
sometimes I think that
I will simply drown
rather than being eaten
to live again a
part of someone else
Category: Gay
BreakUpGoBack
Break up go back
break up live a
little and go back
break up live a
bit more go back
break up live lots
and lots and then
go back break up
for the last time
if love has tempo
then this is it
LostGone
Often when I lose
something I think about
where I might’ve left
it not really considering
it lost rather misplaced
after remembering I do
return to where I’d
abandoned it confident that
there I’d find it
Sometimes it is there
oftentimes it is not
Unlike most people I
halt my search then
accepting that what’s lost
is gone and belongs
to someone or someplace
else no longer mine
I guess what I’m
trying to say is
please don’t come back
to me my love
stay where you are
there amongst the lost
once gone is enough
ThatSound
And it was then
that I knew that
we were not finished
because of what reminded
me of you it
was the quietest whisper
something that without silence
would have gone missing
I was sitting alone
and drinking my coffee
and without a thought
drew my thumb down
across the lip of
the cup and the
sound at first faint
but when repeated reminded
me of the sound
of your front door
bell that very first
time I ever rang
IceFishing
I sometimes think that
dating is a lot
like ice fishing you
get all bundled up
stagger out onto ice
cut a hole drop
a line and wait
and wait and wait
Then comes a nibble
then comes a bite
up the line goes
and nothing but a
bare hook so off
you go having done
nothing but feed the
fishes it’s always been
about the fishes and
never ever about you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 