Submissions by Paulajobi (Paula Jobi)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I started writing these type pieces around 2005. I was one of many writers on a porn site that closed in 2008. That left me no outlet for my frustrations. I just sank into life as it bit me in the ass repeatedly. Not good. I'm going to try again.
DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2025 5:58am
6th Jan 2025 5:58am
Bo's Shadow
Bo was 6 yrs old when he made a full body
silhouette in class. He chose black paper and he carefully cut it out and brought it home proudly.
He called it his shadow.
He taped it to his wall near his bed and there it
stayed for 3 years. The longest our mom had ever stayed in any apartment. The building was owned by our extremely perverted aunt. She liked to touch him.
So did our Mom. The entire family was like that. He
secretly told me that he put his soul into his "shadow" to keep it safe from mom, our aunt - the entire family! ...
silhouette in class. He chose black paper and he carefully cut it out and brought it home proudly.
He called it his shadow.
He taped it to his wall near his bed and there it
stayed for 3 years. The longest our mom had ever stayed in any apartment. The building was owned by our extremely perverted aunt. She liked to touch him.
So did our Mom. The entire family was like that. He
secretly told me that he put his soul into his "shadow" to keep it safe from mom, our aunt - the entire family! ...
#abuse
#graveyard
#hate #PTSD
#hate #PTSD
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 11:04pm
5th Jan 2025 11:04pm
...In Pink Satin
To the tune of...
NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN (Moody Blues)
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Femboi in pink satin...
with pearls in hiz ears...
motioning deftly...
to the other sweet dears!
He sees hiz beauty...
but thats only hiz eyes...
all the cis people...
see a rainbow disguise!
There's no longer a truth....
that all can agree...
unlimited genders....
yet I barely know me.
Do you love me?
Can you love me?
How can you love me?
If it's me you don't see?
Femboi in...
NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN (Moody Blues)
--------------------------‐
Femboi in pink satin...
with pearls in hiz ears...
motioning deftly...
to the other sweet dears!
He sees hiz beauty...
but thats only hiz eyes...
all the cis people...
see a rainbow disguise!
There's no longer a truth....
that all can agree...
unlimited genders....
yet I barely know me.
Do you love me?
Can you love me?
How can you love me?
If it's me you don't see?
Femboi in...
#GenderDysphoria
#men
#women
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 9:30pm
5th Jan 2025 9:30pm
Spring in my hood...
The first sign of spring in my hood...
is the old man with his guitar...
sitting near the doors of the market.
Guitar in his lap. Case open.
He strums a little and people toss cash
into his case. He lives in my building.
Around the corner is Mutt. He sits against
the building with a liquor bottle.
NYS law says open bottles must be in
paper bags. I haven't a clue why. He
asks for sandwich money and shows that
he already has booze - he just needs to eat.
Within a few hours, he has enough for
either Burger...
is the old man with his guitar...
sitting near the doors of the market.
Guitar in his lap. Case open.
He strums a little and people toss cash
into his case. He lives in my building.
Around the corner is Mutt. He sits against
the building with a liquor bottle.
NYS law says open bottles must be in
paper bags. I haven't a clue why. He
asks for sandwich money and shows that
he already has booze - he just needs to eat.
Within a few hours, he has enough for
either Burger...
#dirty
#LifeStruggles
88 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 1:22pm
5th Jan 2025 1:22pm
By the water...
I'm not gonna drown myself...
the sun is going down...
the guy who gave me a ride...
is pitching a tent for us -
I'm fucking him for the ride.
I just came down here to piss..
Not drown myself.
I only tried that once.
Figured I'd finish what...
my Mom once started!
I got too scared. Flashback.
He's calling me. Tent's up!
We didn't exchange names.
Body fluids are enough -
fair trade for the ride.
I'll probably just lay there.
I walked miles today.
I'm tired. I'll play dead.
Or, I could...
the sun is going down...
the guy who gave me a ride...
is pitching a tent for us -
I'm fucking him for the ride.
I just came down here to piss..
Not drown myself.
I only tried that once.
Figured I'd finish what...
my Mom once started!
I got too scared. Flashback.
He's calling me. Tent's up!
We didn't exchange names.
Body fluids are enough -
fair trade for the ride.
I'll probably just lay there.
I walked miles today.
I'm tired. I'll play dead.
Or, I could...
#dirty
#nature
#sex #water
#sex #water
223 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 1:21pm
5th Jan 2025 1:21pm
At Twenty-five (For Janis Ian)
Listening to Janis Ian's AT SEVENTEEN, I wondered
where the girl in the song would be and how she would feel just a few years later? So, I wrote...
AT TWENTY-FIVE (Dedicated to Janis Ian)
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today...
the popular girls put out...for free...at seventeen...
but never me!
Their Friday night's backseats in cars...
and getting sloshed in sleazy bars...
that was them! Not me! At seventeen.
At seventeen...I didn't know...
I had a lot of time to grow... ...
where the girl in the song would be and how she would feel just a few years later? So, I wrote...
AT TWENTY-FIVE (Dedicated to Janis Ian)
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today...
the popular girls put out...for free...at seventeen...
but never me!
Their Friday night's backseats in cars...
and getting sloshed in sleazy bars...
that was them! Not me! At seventeen.
At seventeen...I didn't know...
I had a lot of time to grow... ...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 2:53am
5th Jan 2025 2:53am
Missed Opportunity
She first saw him at the mall buying clothes.
He noticed her the first day of school.
She liked his hair and smile. He thought, she doesn't hang in cliques...cool! Smart and pretty!
They were both new students.
They had no classes together.
They passed sometimes in the hall.
Omg, his cologne! Dreamy!
I wish I had the nerve to talk to her!
Day, weeks, and months passed by...
they graduated. He heard she got married.
He married a girl from church.
Years went by, and they thought of
each other as a regret for a...
He noticed her the first day of school.
She liked his hair and smile. He thought, she doesn't hang in cliques...cool! Smart and pretty!
They were both new students.
They had no classes together.
They passed sometimes in the hall.
Omg, his cologne! Dreamy!
I wish I had the nerve to talk to her!
Day, weeks, and months passed by...
they graduated. He heard she got married.
He married a girl from church.
Years went by, and they thought of
each other as a regret for a...
#LifeStruggles
#regret
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1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 2:50am
5th Jan 2025 2:50am
The Color of Love
#love
#sex
139 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
He worked hard for his money...
The fatigue shows in his eyes...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
#hurt
#illness
#LifeStruggles
54 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jan 2025 6:48pm
4th Jan 2025 6:48pm
I f**k STRANGERS!
#dirty
#memories
#PTSD #sex
#PTSD #sex
79 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2025 8:38am
4th Jan 2025 8:38am
Your face
I put on your face today...
...your slutty clothes -
and a dab of cheap perfume...
so I could be you and do...
...the whore things you do everyday.
I didn't want to put on your face today...
...or your slutty clothes -
especially that dab of skank perfume!
I don't want to be you and do...
...the whore things you do everyday!
You forced me to walk the streets...
...and answer to your name...
because they are horny and you are cheap!
I didn't want to...but I did it!
Do you love me mommy?
Here's the...
...your slutty clothes -
and a dab of cheap perfume...
so I could be you and do...
...the whore things you do everyday.
I didn't want to put on your face today...
...or your slutty clothes -
especially that dab of skank perfume!
I don't want to be you and do...
...the whore things you do everyday!
You forced me to walk the streets...
...and answer to your name...
because they are horny and you are cheap!
I didn't want to...but I did it!
Do you love me mommy?
Here's the...
#dirty
#evil
#sex
122 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Jan 2025 5:00am
4th Jan 2025 5:00am
While you f**k me...
#anger
#bipolar
#hate
#love
#sex
200 reads
8 Comments
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