Submissions by DetectiveOGasm
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An ex-detective reflecting back upon his storied history. A fictional invention to express a range of emotions/obsessions and things in between.
Cuff Me, Officer!
You asked to be owned
parading the goods
as you said it
My shape accented
by the request,
You proved
with that obedient mouth
that you were serious
Arrested by me
for private purposes
I took you
where you wanted to go.
parading the goods
as you said it
My shape accented
by the request,
You proved
with that obedient mouth
that you were serious
Arrested by me
for private purposes
I took you
where you wanted to go.
#BDSM
#LifeGoals
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I Can Only Blame My Expectations
There is no field guide for disappointment
it sticks for days
coiling through the senses
an unspoken defeat
without resolution
merging with
an ever shifting view
of this world
absorbed
and soon ignored
And they wonder
why I walk with slumped shoulders
and passively roll through the day
I can only blame my expectations.
it sticks for days
coiling through the senses
an unspoken defeat
without resolution
merging with
an ever shifting view
of this world
absorbed
and soon ignored
And they wonder
why I walk with slumped shoulders
and passively roll through the day
I can only blame my expectations.
#philosophical
#hurt
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The Men Don't Dance
I feel the beat,
and in turn
find myself moved
to a busy dancefloor
always outnumbered by women
but thrilled by such odds
inevitably drawing one
close to me
eyes locked
safely seeing
if our bodies would match
in a different arena,
and my skill isn't as important
as my willingness
and that shift to a slower tempo
draws one to ask
if I will join
which I graciously do
and so often
it is confessed
that the husband don't dance
- it is a common complaint
and so, briefly
I engage in...
and in turn
find myself moved
to a busy dancefloor
always outnumbered by women
but thrilled by such odds
inevitably drawing one
close to me
eyes locked
safely seeing
if our bodies would match
in a different arena,
and my skill isn't as important
as my willingness
and that shift to a slower tempo
draws one to ask
if I will join
which I graciously do
and so often
it is confessed
that the husband don't dance
- it is a common complaint
and so, briefly
I engage in...
#dance
#sensual
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The Sign In A Landing
And so you chose to land,
uncertain whether you'd be greeted
with softness or cruelty,
landing light
on the backside of my hand
I saw mandalas in your wings
and I spoke delicately to you
in thanks for the exaltation.
uncertain whether you'd be greeted
with softness or cruelty,
landing light
on the backside of my hand
I saw mandalas in your wings
and I spoke delicately to you
in thanks for the exaltation.
#beauty
#nature
#gratitude
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Direct It Back
Just because I had no Valentine,
for the first time
I didn't let it get me down
I brightened the apartment
with a few yellow roses,
and gave myself chocolate
I didn't pine for anyone else
or envy those with lovers
I took myself under the covers
and allowed myself
a freedom that many never get
and celebrated myself
for the first time
I didn't let it get me down
I brightened the apartment
with a few yellow roses,
and gave myself chocolate
I didn't pine for anyone else
or envy those with lovers
I took myself under the covers
and allowed myself
a freedom that many never get
and celebrated myself
#ValentinesDay
#SelfDiscovery
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Pushing Through It
Attracting darkness
my light is found
in the motions
of the bereaved
our friction
integral
in facing our demons
while facing each other
there are many
who have called on such comfort
sneaking around
or out in the open
but using a good fuck
to send the pain
scurrying elsewhere
to dull away
the inhumanity
my light is found
in the motions
of the bereaved
our friction
integral
in facing our demons
while facing each other
there are many
who have called on such comfort
sneaking around
or out in the open
but using a good fuck
to send the pain
scurrying elsewhere
to dull away
the inhumanity
#lust
#confessional
#temptation
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Messenger Of Grief
Showing up unannounced
to deliver grim news
it is the worst part of the job
speaking of things
that will break them
for a lifetime
And those that have no answers
haunt and gnaw at you,
knowing that if that one piece of the puzzle
could be discovered
they could have closure
and as pained as they will always be,
they would never have to wonder
who it was that silenced that person they loved
Some embrace me,
after it sinks in,
steadying themselves
from being sucked into the depths
of that...
to deliver grim news
it is the worst part of the job
speaking of things
that will break them
for a lifetime
And those that have no answers
haunt and gnaw at you,
knowing that if that one piece of the puzzle
could be discovered
they could have closure
and as pained as they will always be,
they would never have to wonder
who it was that silenced that person they loved
Some embrace me,
after it sinks in,
steadying themselves
from being sucked into the depths
of that...
#violence
#death
#escape #responsibility
#escape #responsibility
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