Refrigerator Poem
SFCityDom (c) 2008
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May 10, 2008
March 12, 2007
Wow
Very Powerful.
March 09, 2007
That Last Hit
SFCityDom (c) 2007
The last time
That hit
That sweet-complicate smoke
Swirling through her mouth and racing in my brain
Moments of fear and angst
Within hours of pleasure
Threats of
Flesh and Friction
The moment is done
Never long enough
That next hit
Never soon enough
Quit?
There is no rehab
Where is my kit
Only the fix will do
November 15, 2006
You Will Never Know
SFCityDom (c) 2006
You will never know
The darken tortured choices
Made in a momentImpacting a lifetime
ReplayedForced head
A forked positionTrapped by hubris
To be imperfectly flawlessThe fore thought
Believed completeA labyrinth
Without a solutionYou will never know
October 04, 2006
Failing Me
SFCityDom (c) 2006
For a week, it has failed me
I can’t get it rightMy fingers can’t find the phrasing
that subtly captures my raw thoughtsthey need to be said
they need to be heard
they need to be readI type over and over again
Backspacing and deleting as fast as typing forwardI am sorry
I hoped you would understandWhat is it!
I need to be able to explain itFUCK ME
May 14, 2006
Do You Know What You Do
SFCityDom (c) 2006
Low riding jeans
Leaning over at the coffeehouseHigh riding g-strings
Sitting on the stairs at lunchMy cock goes hard
Slaves mark
No markTwo dimples
A place for cumMy cock goes hard
I am a pig
I am a manYou are a slut
You are an angelMy cock goes hard
Do you know what you do
March 23, 2006
sex Is
SFCityDom (c) 2005
Sex is the medium
a Tube of paint
a pencil
paper
the tangible STUFFwe can all become Artist
masturbation is doodling
we have ALL done it
But, few claim to be experts
some do it when on the phone
others to while-a-way the time
It is OK, safe, and convenient
But, it is crumpled up
tossed into the waste can and soon forgottenFUCKING is graffiti
the art of the street
Men do it more often
self indulgent
without concern for others
It is base, reactive, soulless, and for the moment
It will NEVER last
Within time it is sand BLASTED awayMaking Love is the Artist’s work
It is done for PASSION, LOVE
and often for reason unknown, to even the master
It is the reason the artist lives
Sometimes we weep after we create
We put our souls into the piece
It will last forever
NO ONE can take it away from youI have doodled
I have sprayed a wall
And Yes, several of my works are hanging in the LouvreI don’t know why I find the brush
in my hand TodayI want to paint you a master piece
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