Alright, time for an update.
First off, please listen to my new song if you have the time - it's called
Things are much better lately, people seem to be really digging my music. Been doing a lot of collaborating.Mr. Fucking Elusive. The name was given by a friend; that's how he says I've been lately.
I made some new friends latey - some cheerful lesbians who sit at a smoker's table at school, so I smoke with them. They complimented my poetry and one of them today told me "You have a good heart - I can see it in your eyes." You know, it's much easier to believe that coming from a lesbian's mouth, since she's not trying to get into my pants or my pocketbook.
A friend from Illinois might be visiting me soon. Which makes me happy, because while I've never met her she really interests me and even makes time to talk to me everyday. And she seems pretty set on coming down to see me someday. So, hopefully I'll get to meet her, because she's quickly becoming a close friend. She even rearranged my MySpace page, so now it's not boring - hooray!
I'm writing a lot lately, and I recently wrote a poem to vent feelings of mass horniness:
Writhing
by Gustuf Young
(Copyright 2006)
Imagine, I -
rapid my writhe,
suspended on the vibrato
coming vocal from your throat.
Imagine, I -
my scepter high,
ruling the full empire of
your rouged and milky fields.
Imagine, you -
your trembling dunes,
drifting with the heat and huff
of grappling digits tense.
Imagine, you -
your gathering dew,
condensating circular,
a salivating pink.
Imagine, us -
with wrestling cusp,
our masses melting into an
alliance of the limbs.
Imagine, us -
Imagine! Us -
to the sun and stars,
oblivious.
First off, please listen to my new song if you have the time - it's called
Things are much better lately, people seem to be really digging my music. Been doing a lot of collaborating.Mr. Fucking Elusive. The name was given by a friend; that's how he says I've been lately.
I made some new friends latey - some cheerful lesbians who sit at a smoker's table at school, so I smoke with them. They complimented my poetry and one of them today told me "You have a good heart - I can see it in your eyes." You know, it's much easier to believe that coming from a lesbian's mouth, since she's not trying to get into my pants or my pocketbook.
A friend from Illinois might be visiting me soon. Which makes me happy, because while I've never met her she really interests me and even makes time to talk to me everyday. And she seems pretty set on coming down to see me someday. So, hopefully I'll get to meet her, because she's quickly becoming a close friend. She even rearranged my MySpace page, so now it's not boring - hooray!
I'm writing a lot lately, and I recently wrote a poem to vent feelings of mass horniness:
Writhing
by Gustuf Young
(Copyright 2006)
Imagine, I -
rapid my writhe,
suspended on the vibrato
coming vocal from your throat.
Imagine, I -
my scepter high,
ruling the full empire of
your rouged and milky fields.
Imagine, you -
your trembling dunes,
drifting with the heat and huff
of grappling digits tense.
Imagine, you -
your gathering dew,
condensating circular,
a salivating pink.
Imagine, us -
with wrestling cusp,
our masses melting into an
alliance of the limbs.
Imagine, us -
Imagine! Us -
to the sun and stars,
oblivious.
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