Sunday, November 09, 2014

Golden.

Golden
A sheen
A haze
Your light skin
Shines

Like your mind.

Saturday, November 08, 2014

Fingermarks

Dark and round
Imprinted on my skin
They speak of you

They do not hurt
When I press them
(And I press them)

But they whisper
Your name.

Saturday, November 01, 2014

Self-entertainment


I sexually harassed a bot.

The shame!