i want to shower with you–to watch warm water caressing the contours of your lithe and inviting body… i want to share moments that dream of futures–to imagine the improbable and aspire to the inspirational… i want to hold you close in heart and in soul–to let you penetrate my […]
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intense self medication fuels tantric sensations–brewing carnal libations to spark uninhibited exaltation…we must worship the body and the mind in order to be whole and primed…advancing our rising sexual liberation could force the patriarchal edifice far behind… deep in my heart i want you to feel my long snake moan…pretty […]
i open my eyes in wonder at the majesty of the stars–i imagine fractal geometries connecting us near and far…i am a scorpio by birth but a rising phoenix by heart–i dream of a revolution to tear this sick system apart…we need the gnosis of both east and west to […]
subaltern powers writhe, grow, and rise–posing an alternative to this system from inside…examining anti-capitalist theory through transformative newborn eyes–resisting the fascist threat cloaked in patriotic disguise…we don’t walk we strut–we don’t make love we fuck…we strike a pose and run amok–bashing bigots into dust…we are a rising crime family crafted […]
we resist in the shadow of a viciously kleptocratic and satanic cabal—a regime based on the most toxic ruling ideology holding so many white minds in thrall…we unleash our revolutionary prayers that this unholy babylon will fall—we build a revolutionary praxis that values transcendent relationships above all…tens of millions yearn […]
luminous rays interact reverberating near and far–our spirits evolve and change rising higher towards the stars…this is an epoch of historic struggle where every phalanx plays its part–your beauty seduces my eye by night opening a vector to my heart…this is full spectrum sensuality yearning for full spectrum system change–this […]
good and bad-right and wrong…ancient mores transcribed in songs…queer and straight–trans and cis…we can find common ground as we rise and resist…war and peace fused together with orwell’s flair–we are living through an age of existential mortal peril…with so much myth uproooted and so many lies exposed–the question is what […]
alone with my emotions, i am wracked by malaise—i contend with my demons clothed in varied shades of grey…i summon my defenses from near and far away–i imagine a present moment where i don’t yearn for what i crave…after two years living on dopamine, i am due for a course […]
i am beyonce and madonna fused with gaga and rihanna–we are raging cokehead ballers meditating on the zen of karma… i am jesus and mohammad fused with buddha the eastern prophet–i am athena’s lust-fueled cupid fucking comrades and tantric pupils…i don’t want control i want to let go–let godlike powers […]
this has been a gruesome week—by any estimation: the muslim ban upheld by the supreme court—a court that turned around and delivered a brutal assault on the rights of public sector unions…a rancid conservative justice stands down, paving the way for our would-be-fuhrer to appoint a fascist…there were a few […]
I want to write a poem that is expansive, EXPLOSIVE, and transformational… I want to write an homage to the fierce and flawless trans sisters evolving into warrior goddesses empowered to usher in a new age of sexual liberation… Sex work is one of humanity’s oldest occupations and it has […]
lost in the grip of neurochemical riptides, i grope for an anchor or for a potent dose of dopamine—age old addictions resurge like pathologies ravaging interpersonal trust so viscerally and so suddenly…i have sown the seeds of a pernicious strand of sex addiction amplified by the allure of substances both […]
ecstatic joy riddled by viscerally searing pain–this manic week has taken a toxic toll on my brain…judgement impaired and reckless impulsivity on high–i’ve made devastating mistakes in the grips of hedonistic desire…i am grappling with the dichotomies of this dialectic–weighing my own agency and responsibility in this destabilized mental nexus…mania […]
nocturnal visions and prophecies suffuse our world and let her breathe…craving love and refusing sleep—crafting verses driving deep…pentagons and hexagons—trapezoids and octagons…geometry voiced by our freedom songs—doing right and righting wrongs… we weave the tapestry of a new religion from disparate threads of divergent spiritual traditions…grounding our energy through meditation—seeking […]
nothing in my life as an organizer has changed as dramatically as deeply internalizing the centrality of extending practical solidarity to trans women of color—nothing in the self-proclaimed equality movement needs to be rejected as emphatically as the tokenizing and exploitive ploys of gay inc towards the most marginalized sectors […]
we are virtual lovers fused by cyber-wired connections—we are mirrors of one another: we are psychotropic reflections…the pornographic revolution has reimagined the morphology of sexuality—connecting our senses to possibility and omnipresent carnal fantasy… i breathe the vapors deeply and feel the pulse of the flow of time—i imagine that you […]
synthesized and camouflaged—scoping streets and living large…finding spiritual truth in erotic rites—our gang of geisha strut and rule the night…transwomen claim a place on high—praised for their courage and beauty: so super fly…we reject the decaying ideology of sexual ownership and pervasive shame—we are dirty little freaks branding the streets […]
we are living on the brink of systemic cataclysm—we are under the gun and on a prophetic jedi mission…we rise and resist: struggling to overcome so much division—we are building an arsenal with the transcendence to overthrow this oppressive system…the war we fight is a war for survival: an insurgency […]
we are the ones we’ve been waiting for—we are a people becoming an army knocking on destiny’s door…we aspire to become living gods or at least to become more—we throw down to the house beat driving our armored boots into the floor…cosmology and astrology conjure reborn numerology—like a symphony and […]
a force lifts me up, healing from so much pain—a light pierces clouds as the sun follows rain… we allow erotic energy to flow and percolate—creating sacred space for new ideas to arise and germinate… we must conjure superpowers to fuel our resistance–we must unearth cosmic truth from the worlds […]
hypnotic, erotic, and intensely and viscerally exotic we weave our way through this matrix evolving towards the supersonic deeply inspired by potent and ancient pagan poetry we meditate to rebalance and hone jedi powers when we breathe we invent our own religion forged of the spiritual and the carnal we […]
apologies… for this is a frantically written poem–struggling to come to grips with a cataclysmic situation…eager to fuel the white nationalist vitriol of his base, our would-be-dictator is deploying the national guard to persecute migrants fleeing poverty and desperation and seeking some faint hope of a better life…the stakes in […]
sacred fires burn inside—building our archetypal style…meditating on our desire—allowing our minds to evolve and inspire…free thought unleashed and branded hard—dancing with passion though deeply scarred…we writhe in pain alone in the dark—craving solace for our bleeding hearts… finally our creative synergy flies free—we build spiritual power every time we […]
arming our tribe with an arsenal of pride we craft magic spells and stimulate our manic minds recreating a genesis of nascent crypto-crime realigning the matrix that is recreated deep inside ruled by a narcissistic sociopath charting a path to social death we resist the intrusion of pathology into our […]
rising proud with cylon style—fusing sentience with desire…the hexagons refracting and capturing our praxis—inspire our minds as evolution moves faster…solar peace reflects on our trans pharaoh’s solar plexus—we radiate positive energy even if many will at first reject us…geometries sheathe divine truths guiding spiritual pursuits—our army of cylon geishas is […]
we are living through cataclysmic times with a political class that is playing with fire…we must dream boldly as we organize—deploying radical imagination as we conspire…this despotic regime’s hold on power is as perilous as it is catastrophic…its up to our resistance to build the social power that is required […]