Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Gotcha, in the Cops and Robbers Game.   Jack had stopped listening long ago.  It wasn’t a voluntary thing, he was just too captivated by the sight of her to care about anything else.  After she had stopped reading she caught his gaze, which was locked on her eyes.  They both smiled andContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis Chapter 15”

Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 14

Chapter 14  The Happy Couple   Jack had finished the story by the time Kate was long out of the shower. Now that he had come to, he decided that although the author of these stories was very talented he was also greatly disturbed, or at least in a very dangerous state of mind whenContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 14”

Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 13.

Chapter 13 Fun Playing God Needless to say our star crossed lovers spent that night in each others arms.  In fact they had spent every night for the last three weeks in each others arms.  Never had either one been so happy, so warm, so full of joy. Kate was used to men being douche-bags,Continue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 13.”

Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 12

Chapter 12  I’m With The Band   The next morning they all awoke one by one at the early hour of dawn.  They all rubbed their twinging necks and backs and gave each other shit for being so stupid for sleeping sitting up on the couches, especially these couches which they found in a scrapContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 12”

Ah, but Soft in a Kiss

Ah, but soft in a kiss and then gone. This is not a love poem but a poem of lust lost, lust lost but found afresh and anew. A new lust and spring, cleansed of spite of old and self. A return of not and never return need be to the rhyme and timing ofContinue reading “Ah, but Soft in a Kiss”

No More and Never Was

So stings the said cruelty of nothing more than words. True to the moraless morals unethical ethics. What blind robot is unbiased? Can a critic be so dry of emotion they can judge unfairly? HA! Sweet bias is what drives our sight of insight upon sight! Feel that which is no more. No more, andContinue reading “No More and Never Was”

Foul Foul Fear

Foul, Foul Fear Upon this matter of unsightful sigh. I do not fear constraint, I do not fear haste Yet upon this tagged bench bearing the burdens of the burdened and burdeners. Bare haste upon this hour, for Caesar is dead, Buddha is Jesus, Jesus is Shiva, You are God, and I am to. AContinue reading “Foul Foul Fear”

Stay Forgotten

Moan whisper on languid apparatus and elaborate smooth scream. Easy through beneath symphony Need tell about a bore and blue lust Feet from shot together only next away. Near want and not trudge incubate then frantic road as power at play like less than have sing said true. Sordid show under white, black, and someContinue reading “Stay Forgotten”

The Battle, The Ballad, and The Girl : Part IV

Well now our lies in the bowels and rags of the cage. Malnurished and nothing, He walks in and out day in day out each for his trials. Guilty with no remorse,  and locked away. Our hero does go, for now he is at his low. No love, No home, No woman, and no allie.Continue reading “The Battle, The Ballad, and The Girl : Part IV”

The Battle, The Ballad, and The Girl : Part III

He did break his strength and he did get to know this woman of heartbreak and sin. He fulfilled his debt by fulfilling her lust but no thoughts of this witch lived inside his head. Only the beauty of the one he lost lived on. He slept with this woman, in scorn in hatred andContinue reading “The Battle, The Ballad, and The Girl : Part III”

The Battle, The Ballad, and The Girl: Part II

The Cards of logic  stop man from such fates. Yet no. The cruel man lay down at the hands of the other. A smoking barrel and sting paranoia  as the rush away began. So lies dead the worthless soul that did rob our hero. So off into the world of fugative he did run. WithContinue reading “The Battle, The Ballad, and The Girl: Part II”

The Battle, The Ballad, and the Girl. PART I

And so begins such as  a simple pair are born. To souls of opposite ends and sexs apart in the lines of North and South. What light she grew into of state and health, and such a rage did he. Drunk on his families toil in the vineyard, in any constant euphoric rush. Alone onContinue reading “The Battle, The Ballad, and the Girl. PART I”