Wednesday, February 25, 2009

MUSE

(Richie)

I had hit this moment of domestic bliss at the end of 08 with my platonic boyfriend that actually acted as a bridge to get me to where I am today.
But during that period, I guess I just went into a state of silence.
It was cool though.
Those were special times.
To be intimate with someone, to enjoy life and not to be so staunch as an 'individual' but to see the merits in socializing...
And I crossed that bridge into 09 and things seem to really have changed dramatically.
For the better.
It's like there is total clarity.
I know what I want now.

I have had some muses in early 09 that have been inspiring my writing lately...
There is this amazing confidence... that I can't really explain... that comes in being at total peace with who you are as a man.
And in this state, I find these interactions with my muses... they make me see the world in a new way.
In unexpected ways.

OPEN INVITATION

(Richie)
For V.R.


do you ever pursue something
knowing that the end will be near...
that when you reach that edge
you’re not going to like what you hear?
and yet it propels you forward
over that edge and into the unknown...
like you are incapable of your actions
behaving like a submissive drone.

i see you
and it’s like
we’re from
different planets
but i get
you close
to me
and i can’t command it
the way
our bodies
align
is like
some predictive
sign
i feel you
like the sun’s rays
breaking me with your smile
whatever this is
feels so natural
to bake in
for a lil while

it’s why for you
i give an open invitation
to test my patience
for this opposite attraction
why i invite you
to break my heart
or to wreck my mind
until i give in to all of your passion
i invite you
to make me question
my independence
when my lips taste some other guys
i ask you
to make me pursue something
that goes against
all of my life’s tides

in the end
the risk
is the reward

FUCK YOU

(Richie)


once i let you abandon me
and i crawled
in the mud
back to your embrace
so tied to you
i took on
the semblance of your face
and now
now
now
i look at what was
from a completely different place
in my words
there was softness
but in my mouth
there’s nothing but bile to taste


this is
my
fuck you
to
you


i am bored
with grown men
acting
like fucking
children
i am pissed
at lovers
who love
to love on their own dicks
i am sick
of lame excuses
and regressive games
and unintelligent tricks

if you can’t stand
on the ground
you walk on
i want
you
to fucking
walk on
i am not into pussy
so run kitty run
i am thru with therapy
this session has had its run
run its course
and i learned from my mistake
i don’t play with relationships
where i have no stake

‘ur so vain
i bet you think
this song
is about u’
because we shared
an intimate time
no, this is my
dilation
of anger
my fuck you
my get off
my fucking mind

VERSATILITY IS NOT THE BITCH

(Richie)


i know you want desire -
you want me
hungry to taste
your flesh.
you want your reflection
mirrored in my eyes
as our bodies
mesh
and press,
press the button play
play back rewind
analyze my actions
just one more
time...
what i give you
is wickedly divine
and
subversively mine


versatility is not the bitch
i am just a slut
for you
just for you
your bitch
who plants kisses
on other lips
it’s like wanking
with just
their fingertips
no traction
no passion
without the grips
like lazy rivers
when i want
leche explosions
between
your hips

balance
balance me out
take my body
fuck the doubt
fuck it
fuck it
right out.
versatiliity
slide
into me
like a shadow
fall over me
read my mind
from behind
one more time
let me unwind
now go
go make a baby
like i’m your bitch
your symbolic boy
is feeling rich
rich like daddy
just gave him an allowance
that could make a trust fund kid gleam
the wealth of knowing
your man is your boy
my boy is my man
is like a consummated wet dream

it’s not
filthy
or wrong
to consider
how you make
me feel
inside...
with you
i get the feeling
i should sit back
and enjoy
the ride...
control
is a
multifaceted
proposition...
i’d like
to take
it
in every
compromising
position.