I'm actually really honest except for that my honesty isn't very kind to everyone and especially myself sometimes. I think that if you tell the truth you can only benefit yourself because there are many sides one could take with that truth. And honestly it's what you believe is the truth anyways. And usually you have to undergo impulses to decide that truth. So you can only really act like yourself. And You are always telling the truth too.

a lone wolf, my mouth salivates. i like the rush of a hunt- but a faint call from your thin inviting lips will calm my carnivorous ascent. bashful, even spellbound by your temptation, such telepathic radiance, and amiable nature again plays me fool to what might have been a tasty treat.

How open minded, light-headed bottle, asleep under Buddha's tree?

downtown they dance lust be sensation- uptown they drink to health and occupation- but i'm unreliant of the common cause because trust lies and love is blind? i'm feeling natural admit and know the rhythm is gift to this humble flow. our egos are tiny at a glance but personality isn't just a rant- so i saunter down for nurturing eyes, and i slip smooth into the guise, so tempting and feline as you prance, i feel needs with my lips and my hands- exonerated by my own inclination, but i am not a...

Summer days are melting to each other. I had a real good idea, but it slipped out my ear, bounced off my t-shirt, and burnt to a crisp on the stove. Should i practice yoga? i can never get my breath right- No, i don't smoke... Cigarettes... Just take the dogs on a-nother walk- Just typo my type again- (for editorial purposes) Just kinda write in my head while I walk, and the thick humidity in my nostrils awakens a desire to simply see the day out- to watch the shadows shift and fade out sundo...

Sri Maha Bodhi i have been enlightened. Her shrewd dimples tickle my nose with anticipation. An invitation. Green, adolescent, faces. Gimme a bollywood musical right now, And let it rain, So i can feel the grass Snake at my feet.

my job is espionage every day them women are tough- you don't want to mess with what they got- Milwaukee Lite rock set in stereo no clean streelights tagging the freeway like Christo on cocaine and the Pimps are the Mayors are the Yacht Club Favors- no pigs, really just dirty hogs like old Mayan despots tightrope tiptoeing on stablity, disguised in lavish fruitless hope.