Desultory and Impulsive
- Thread starter y=mx+b
- Start date
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
Finished
I sit alone
On a couch
In this old country farm house.
Outside
The animals sleep.
Inside
The dog drinks from his water bowl
Scratches at the mat in front of the door
As if to fluff it up like a blanket
Gives up
Finds the chair he sleeps on
Curls into it
Head on the arm rest
Eyes close
The cat
Free from having been shut in behind the door of the bedroom closet has found her spit on the ottoman
Mice scramble up between the ceiling of the livingroom
And the floor of the upstairs bedroom
Escaping the cold air of the night sky.
I sit alone
On a couch
In this old country farm house.
Outside
The animals sleep.
Inside
The dog drinks from his water bowl
Scratches at the mat in front of the door
As if to fluff it up like a blanket
Gives up
Finds the chair he sleeps on
Curls into it
Head on the arm rest
Eyes close
The cat
Free from having been shut in behind the door of the bedroom closet has found her spit on the ottoman
Mice scramble up between the ceiling of the livingroom
And the floor of the upstairs bedroom
Escaping the cold air of the night sky.
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
Part 2
I wish she could touch me.
You know?
Like she did when she did
By the railroad tracks
With a train nowhere to be seen
Or heard
Just us
Surrounded
By tall
Dried grass
Crisp under our bare feet
The golden sun beating down
The scent of fall
Deep between the strands of her hair.
I wish she could touch me.
You know?
Like she did when she did
By the railroad tracks
With a train nowhere to be seen
Or heard
Just us
Surrounded
By tall
Dried grass
Crisp under our bare feet
The golden sun beating down
The scent of fall
Deep between the strands of her hair.
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
Are you a woman?
Do you like sex and porn?
Do you feel inhibited?
Are ashamed of your body?
Feel as though you shouldn't be as smart as you are for how dirty minded you think?
Check-out this podcasts interview
Do you like sex and porn?
Do you feel inhibited?
Are ashamed of your body?
Feel as though you shouldn't be as smart as you are for how dirty minded you think?
Check-out this podcasts interview
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
The affair was over within ten minutes
I watched it unfold from start to finish.
There was a lull in the conversation.
I guess in hindsight the whole thing took longer than ten minutes if I had considered how he and my wife were looking at each other. The shifting eyes and sideways glances.
I can't help but to wonder how long it's been building between the two of them
No matter... there was a lull in the conversation and my wife excused herself to bring some things in from the garage.
Shortly there after he just got up without cause or reason and went out as well.
I didn't think much of it. But was curious. Perhaps on some level I knew.
I watched from the door.
There was no talk between them
No passionate frantic kissing.
With a quick look back towards him she pulled her bottoms down just below the curve of her ass
He followed up behind her
Unzipped
And just slid it in
His thrusting was measured and with purpose
She stayed steady for him
His orgasm was matter-of-fact and without sound.
He ejaculated deep up inside her leaving no mess upon pulling out.
She pulled her bottoms back up
He tucked himself back inside and zipped up
And both made there way back inside acting no differently towards each other or I upon there return.
The whole thing was surreal.
When you think of such events you think of something long and drawn out. Passion filled and pornographic.
Not some casual transaction like that.
It made me wonder what was in it for her.
I watched it unfold from start to finish.
There was a lull in the conversation.
I guess in hindsight the whole thing took longer than ten minutes if I had considered how he and my wife were looking at each other. The shifting eyes and sideways glances.
I can't help but to wonder how long it's been building between the two of them
No matter... there was a lull in the conversation and my wife excused herself to bring some things in from the garage.
Shortly there after he just got up without cause or reason and went out as well.
I didn't think much of it. But was curious. Perhaps on some level I knew.
I watched from the door.
There was no talk between them
No passionate frantic kissing.
With a quick look back towards him she pulled her bottoms down just below the curve of her ass
He followed up behind her
Unzipped
And just slid it in
His thrusting was measured and with purpose
She stayed steady for him
His orgasm was matter-of-fact and without sound.
He ejaculated deep up inside her leaving no mess upon pulling out.
She pulled her bottoms back up
He tucked himself back inside and zipped up
And both made there way back inside acting no differently towards each other or I upon there return.
The whole thing was surreal.
When you think of such events you think of something long and drawn out. Passion filled and pornographic.
Not some casual transaction like that.
It made me wonder what was in it for her.
- Joined
- Jun 24, 2004
- Posts
- 14,701
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
I find myself not wanting to go to bed at all
Because I don't want tomorrow to come
Or the next day
Or the next day after that.
I want it all to end now
Not in death
But to a full stop.
As is
With the dark night rain
Falling upon the metal roof
Consistent and random
Unseen through the black glass window
That I am looking out of
No wind
Just still gravity
Pulling it all down.
I don't want to sleep.
I don't want to wake up alone.
Because I don't want tomorrow to come
Or the next day
Or the next day after that.
I want it all to end now
Not in death
But to a full stop.
As is
With the dark night rain
Falling upon the metal roof
Consistent and random
Unseen through the black glass window
That I am looking out of
No wind
Just still gravity
Pulling it all down.
I don't want to sleep.
I don't want to wake up alone.
Moochienanu
Gives hot transcript
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2018
- Posts
- 7,778
Shakespeare always says it better than I ever could:
O sleep! O gentle sleep!
Nature’s soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,
Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee,
And hush’d with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber,
Than in the perfum’d chambers of the great,
Under the canopies of costly state,
And lull’d with sound of sweetest melody?
2 Henry IV (3.1.7-16)
Kimleigh
Booblicious
- Joined
- Jan 4, 2015
- Posts
- 9,837
Me too, let’s go.
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
Don't joke with me.
I absolutely want to bury my face in crotch right now.
It makes no sense.
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
Seriously...
All I goddamn want to do right now
Is lick a woman
Her asshole
Her pussycunt
Slutfuck and wet
Bend her over
A bunch of pillows under her hips
Ass up
Tied down
Ratchet strap across her back
Given no goddamn choice but to fucking take it.
All I goddamn want to do right now
Is lick a woman
Her asshole
Her pussycunt
Slutfuck and wet
Bend her over
A bunch of pillows under her hips
Ass up
Tied down
Ratchet strap across her back
Given no goddamn choice but to fucking take it.
FlavorOfTheWeek
Experienced
- Joined
- Sep 10, 2018
- Posts
- 55
Oh good. I was starting to get anxious for you.
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
I downloaded that word game...
...you know the one, wordscapes. To help me become all smarter and stuff.
The only thing it's done was make me feel stupid
2) bring back memories of being stupid all throughout my childhood, adolescent, and high school years
And 3) make me think of her and how much faster and farther along in the game she would be... how, if she were watching over my shoulder she would have everything solved before I even got one corrected.
I fucking hate the goddamn game with a fucking passion. But I'm working through it.
It's a real fucking struggle though. Even now as an adult.
I lay in bed
But my feelings are back in the classroom
Thinking about how much further ahead everyone else is
And hoping how that come lunchtime I too will have reached the set point of accomplishment so I can then play outside with the rest of them and not have to stay in to catch up or worse yet... be helped along.
I get so angry
So envious
I fucking hate the world outside of me
And create one inside of me
And write
And it all makes no sense to anyone
...until it does.
And then...
I am something.
...you know the one, wordscapes. To help me become all smarter and stuff.
The only thing it's done was make me feel stupid
2) bring back memories of being stupid all throughout my childhood, adolescent, and high school years
And 3) make me think of her and how much faster and farther along in the game she would be... how, if she were watching over my shoulder she would have everything solved before I even got one corrected.
I fucking hate the goddamn game with a fucking passion. But I'm working through it.
It's a real fucking struggle though. Even now as an adult.
I lay in bed
But my feelings are back in the classroom
Thinking about how much further ahead everyone else is
And hoping how that come lunchtime I too will have reached the set point of accomplishment so I can then play outside with the rest of them and not have to stay in to catch up or worse yet... be helped along.
I get so angry
So envious
I fucking hate the world outside of me
And create one inside of me
And write
And it all makes no sense to anyone
...until it does.
And then...
I am something.
y=mx+b
___________
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2003
- Posts
- 25,622
I think I thought I loved you
But I didn't.
It was a lie
An easy one
I held you
And I remember my feelings for you
They were deep
And fun to fall into
And you held me
You held me
With what love you felt
But it wasn't love that you felt
It was time
Slipping
And it was fun
And warm
And when you let go
It hurt
Time does that
It hurts.
It hurts more than distance
Distance can only hurt
When you are away
Time hurts
When you are right next to me
Just a hug away
And that's why I think I thought I loved you
It wasn't you that I loved
It was time with you
And now
All that time
Is gone.
But I didn't.
It was a lie
An easy one
I held you
And I remember my feelings for you
They were deep
And fun to fall into
And you held me
You held me
With what love you felt
But it wasn't love that you felt
It was time
Slipping
And it was fun
And warm
And when you let go
It hurt
Time does that
It hurts.
It hurts more than distance
Distance can only hurt
When you are away
Time hurts
When you are right next to me
Just a hug away
And that's why I think I thought I loved you
It wasn't you that I loved
It was time with you
And now
All that time
Is gone.
