The blink of an eye,
A lifetime comes swirling and twirling on by,
Leaving childhood memories,
Flitting stark through their haze,
As you lay there in bed near the end of your days,
While half worlds away I’m moved gently to tears,
With a soft reminisce through our parallel years,
To think that those times that we spent long ago,
Still live deep within us in ways we don’t know,
To come back in an instant when lately I hear,
You lay there in bed,
Your last days drawing near.
Author Archives: blitzken
Info Ovo
Back story, crack story,
Hooked on facts,
Give me info, give me stats,
Need to be in the know,
Let me see, let me show,
Who did what and where and how,
Need to know and know it now,
What’s that in the middle east?
How’s the planet, and the trees?
What’s with “B list” celebrities?
What’s new in science? Politics?
Who had flings? The latest tricks?
What’s hot on Youtube, and TV?
What does this quiz say about me?
What’s new in fashion? Latest looks?
Google all the latest books,
Take it all in, every drop,
Don’t know how to make it stop,
Soon I’m sure I will explode,
From information overload,
Need to learn to turn and shrug,
To reach down here and pull the pl…….
My Well
There’s a well inside my core,
Used for one thing, nothing more,
To lock my deepest pain away,
So I don’t feel it every day,
Around the well my outer shell,
Filled with beauty, joy, troubles, strife,
The common stuff of daily life,
Most of the time I live up there,
Enjoying what life has to share,
But now and then there comes a twist,
I trip and stumble through the mist,
To the well, to visit pain so pure,
Is it bottomless? I’m never sure,
But I’m drawn back time and time again,
To revisit my heart’s pure pain,
There I wallow in what’s oft denied,
Till I slowly climb back up the side,
Leaving pain back down there on a shelf,
Till the cycle does repeat itself,
I return each time to the real world calling,
But worry one day I’ll just keep on falling……
Cake and Cunnilingus
Yes, yes, you read that correctly! Today, April 14th is supposed to be Cake & Cunnilingus Day, a feminine response to March 14th which is, as we all know, Steak & Blowjob day. There are days for all kinds of other things so why not these two eh? I can think of far worse things to celebrate, so why not the ultimate in having your cake and eating it too? It is certainly worthy of a verse:
Happy Cake and Cunnilingus,
It’s a day that’s supposed to bring us,
Off a special way,
A holiday divine,
Or as it’s known at mine,
Beard washing day!
3,14159265
Ah, Pi, that sweet mystery,
Numbers far as the eye can see,
I’d soon reach transcendence,
If I knew the ascendance,
But frankly, it’s all Greek to me.
Ode to a Bean (for Shark)
Ahhh,
I think that I have never seen,
Something as wondrous as caffeine,
Without a black and steaming cup,
I’ve a hard time getting up,
Yes, my friend the coffee bean,
Deliverer of pure caffeine,
I’m ever thankful that you found me,
As also are all those around me.
Hanged or Hung
The finer points of grammar,
Cannot be too widely sung,
If your tense is incorrect,
You may find that you’ve been stung,
It’s easily thought something wrought,
Can perhaps in time be wrung,
Please be careful when you say,
You prefer men hanged or hung.
Auto fellatio
If you’ve the will and flexiblity,
Length and elasticity,
You might give autofellatio a try,
Though apart from curiosity,
And lack of spousal generosity,
I really fail to see the reason why,
The chance is very bad,
That you’ll be the best you’ve had,
You’re gonna have to face yourself and lie,
And even if things stay on track,
And you don’t screw up your back,
You’re quite likely to get shot in the eye.
Advice On Your Enhancement
Behold the breast, it does possess,
The magic of a shaman,
It captivates and titillates us all,
Even the gay man,
A scope that comprises all shapes and sizes,
Something for every taste,
From meaty beaty big and bouncy,
To more than a handful’s a waste,
Still if one conforms to social norms,
I feel it must be said,
Ones mammary should never be,
Bigger than ones head.
The Burka Dance
Burkas in France,
Now don’t stand a chance,
And I’m not really sure where I stand,
I think quite liberally,
And I’d sure hate to see,
The flames of intolerance fanned,
Though it’s hard to refuse,
One’s own right to choose,
There’s one thing I don’t understand,
It’s not religion or race,
Burkas cover your face,
Could I wear one since I am a man?
