excerpts from Innefable

I am not important enough in the grand scheme of things to change the world drastically, to alter the form of politics or society. All I can do, or want to do, is live this life as free as I can, as a shadowed pirate skirting the edges of light and darkness, non-participatory and opportunistic… I am not the brother of man; I am merely a man as are you….

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I see women as artistry of Gods, something that places the mind and spirit in awe, every curve and nuance keeps my attention like hypnosis

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We are duality, between submission to the ones we love and power over the ones we love… we exist where we want to destroy the beauty we crave and hold it dear and protect it...we are not chained to one mindset, we flow in and out of each other, we are the uniform of chaos...you are my lover that I softly caress, you are my lover that I want to destroy with my c**k...your p***y sates my thirsts and desires…your entire being and spirit…your body completes me and serves all that I need.

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You make me insane... you make me feel alive...you tell me I make you melt and I want you even more... I have endured so many years of meaninglessness... you have brought meaning and so much more through only words that I wish were fingers and hands and lips, I only want for this to progress and not ebb, I will be whatever man you want me to be if you just give me all the woman that you are.

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You will find a kinship and a home when you are with me, as alien as you are, as beautifully different and deemed insane, I will fan the fires of your insanity and push you to burn and melt away all the things holding you back so that I can experience the real you and love you for what you truly are.

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I'm just a curious observer.... you get so hot and cold with me, send out some vibes sometimes and then hit me with a wall, or an obstacle, not sure, and then I don't hear from you... it's what people do when they are keeping their options open, I know cause I’ve done it a lot, and/or it’s because the one person you are with does not satisfy everything you desire in a perfect mate (girls always say if he had this, that one had that, together they'd make the perfect man!) guys do it on a more physical level, if you took her tits, the other ones a*s, perfect!.... anyway, maybe the one your with now satisfies some sort of social obligation, but not on a sexual level, or an artistic level, or fun level, maybe it's just 'OK'.... I say this because of your remark about bedtime fun not being so hot...

in my case girls that were drawn to me were usually like you, already in a relationship. Not sure what I offered, I guessed it was that they wanted to slum it, wanted someone a little emotionally unstable and forceful. Like they wanted something outside their ordinary lives...but I don't think I gave off any long-term vibes. A few even told me outright they just wanted to be wild before settling down...there's this movie called Henry and June, about Henry Miller, in one scene he is going into a rage as June manipulates him and he tears the sink off the wall and smashes it, you see that slight satisfaction in Junes face, she wants to see that rageful passion in him...makes her feel more alive maybe...what do you think?

 

Reviews

[Papaya]

I don't know, crazy is as crazy does and crazy finds crazy.
It's not that girls or guys like to slum it's that the day to day is so monotonous.
I love a good fight, it energizes and turns me on. Not a physically abusive fight, just a bit of sparring.
Girls are drawn to a******s, guys are drawn to bitchy chicks. The 'nice' people just are there to pick up the pieces. It's late, I hope that made sense.

[JC]

Oh I like to slum...I very much like to slum
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[h d e rushin]

I'm at the doctors office and this guy and his girl (slim, pretty) comes in. Then the receptionist
says something to him that I didn't hear but he goes berserk and starts screaming and throwing
papers and ink pins around the office. Then they call the cops. Then the two of them are
outside the office smoking a cigarette as if nothing just happened and i'm saying to myself,
"don't you realize that you are standing next to crazy person"? Do young, slim, pretty women
enjoy the company of crazy people?

Like that guy who walked a tight-rope between sky-scrappers in Chicago, it's not the act he
enjoys but the twitch that drives his pleasure.

I like this poem my friend.
dana

[JC]

your review is a poem in itself, or a letter that would have been very welcomed in the mail and read with a smile..is it crazy that I miss those things that happen mostly in the city? the random chaos that we all watch like live action drama? and...I wish young slim (or any age and body type) women enjoyed the company of crazy people...

[Mai Marquez]

Don't let women drive you crazy Jason! We mirror men in many ways but we are much more similar than you think. I loved these different view points, it was as if we were allowed to sit behind your eyes and stare into you mind. Very creative format too, allowed us to walk beside your thoughts.