Watching People Die

Barry gave me Leonard Cohen and cried real, silly tears living “Famous Blue Raincoat” in suspended animation. On a rainy day in February, Barry put a gun in his mouth and expunged his sweetness from the story forever. Gideon like … More

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What is This Despair? (for C.C.)

It whispers in my ear, “You cannot win, you cannot win.” and plies me with oily fingers that squeeze my balls and scrape sharp nails down my cock, reveling in my discomfort. “It feels like sex to you,” it tells … More

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Self-Pity Sex

Nothing, I am nothing, I am less than nothing, I am a worthless piece of shit that can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t go for one day even for one day without the drugs just one … More

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