Thursday, October 03, 2013

Keloid by BLR_VFX

100 Words on Love



 (fantasy future tense)




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Sailor swearing, overbearing, aggressive over-sharing, ‘fore we met.




Over-texting, wound collecting, not connecting, ‘fore we met.




Fight ‘a picking, guns ‘a sticking, then self-kicking, ‘fore we met.




Lying, using, self-abusing, control cruising, ‘fore we met.









Better groomed, less assumed, better tuned, since we met.




Teeth are brushed, not so rushed, noise is hushed, since we met.




Beds are made, well debated, anger faded, since we met.




Vegan mealed, even-keeled, wounds are healed, since we met.









Effort in-ing, new beginning, trying, winning, tete-a-tete.




Forrest seeing, despite the treeing, it is better being, me, since we met.

ESTAFA by EP

USDV by EP

it's a beautiful day feat. men in the alps (song from michael bublè) by Martin Pichler

Pastamore: A Love Story About Gays and Pasta by MISTER: The App for Men

KIN by KIN

"The Red Valentine" -- A Mindscape Films Picture by Glenn Stewart

From the future with love by Precinct 114

Thursday, September 19, 2013

begin

YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT DANCING. NO, YOU ARE GETTING READY TO DANCE. YOU ARE NOT YET DANCING, BUT OH BOY, YOU SOON WILL BE DANCING. THIS PREPARATION UPON ENTERING FULL DANCE MODE IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE ACTUAL ACT OF DANCING. YOU ARE WARMING UP. YOU ARE ‘FEELING IT.’ YOU ARE TAPPING A FOOT, NODDING A RHYTHMIC GRIN. YOU ARE NOTICING THE FLUID PROPERTIES OF YOUR COMMANDING AND GLISTENING LIMBS. SOME OF YOUR FRIENDS ARE STILL AT THE BAR, IDLY TWISTING THEIR COCKTAILS IN THEIR HANDS, UNSURE IF THEY ARE PREPARED TO ESCALATE THEIR LOITERING, BUT YOU, YOU HAVE TAKEN FOUR STEPS TO THE EMPTY SPACE BETWEEN THE BOOTHS AND THE HALL LEADING TO THE RESTROOM. YOU WILL SOON COMMAND THIS 8’X8’ ARENA. YOUR EYELIDS SLIP INTO A SEXY POSE, DIMMING THE LIGHTS A BIT BUT STILL SHOWING A BRAVE GLIMPSE OF LOWER EYEBALL, THESE SULTRY, WET PEEPERS SAY TO THE CROWD, "I AM ALMOST READY TO DANCE, AND ONCE I BEGIN IT SHALL ENTRANCE YOU FOR A MULTITUDE OF ETERNITIES. UNTIL THEN, YOU STATIC, STATIONARY PEONS, YOU WILL WATCH MY GROWING SMOLDER AND PANT."