Submissions by Tenderloin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Yet to be determined. But my fascinations as a reader tend to drift to biography, horror and of course, the erotic.
At The Edge Of The Flames
Swaying with the limbs
of a restless night
the vibrations from hell
keeping me up
Moans and laughter seep through the floorboards
smoke choking the room
the wind screeching
like an emergency broadcast signal
I played it safe
and now the torment lies in the exclusion,
my people in the throes of unthinkable perversions
and I wasn't invited.
of a restless night
the vibrations from hell
keeping me up
Moans and laughter seep through the floorboards
smoke choking the room
the wind screeching
like an emergency broadcast signal
I played it safe
and now the torment lies in the exclusion,
my people in the throes of unthinkable perversions
and I wasn't invited.
#loneliness
#identity
#hell
465 reads
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Old Flames And Extra Heat
I bet your wife, don't do that!"
She has me pinned against the wall,
her mouth
furiously working the length of me
palms on my thighs
each pull
making me harder
"Should we go somewhere?" I ask
We are on a busy street
in a loading zone of a local retailer
her daring nature
taking advantage
of our stroll
tugging me into that spot
to toy with me
perhaps the threat of being caught
elevating the experience.
She doesn't answer,
can't answer
occupied by the...
She has me pinned against the wall,
her mouth
furiously working the length of me
palms on my thighs
each pull
making me harder
"Should we go somewhere?" I ask
We are on a busy street
in a loading zone of a local retailer
her daring nature
taking advantage
of our stroll
tugging me into that spot
to toy with me
perhaps the threat of being caught
elevating the experience.
She doesn't answer,
can't answer
occupied by the...
#lust
#sex
644 reads
13 Comments
The Interview
Lovely black tresses
spiral past her bare shoulders
and that wine-coloured dress
tightly wrapped
barely holds her
A web of black upon white
in a minimal pattern
stops above the knee
I catch a glimpse
of sheer satin
Checkerboard panties
ivory square at her core
compels my inquisitive mind
to want a little more
It would be less distracting
if she sat behind her desk,
but the skyscraper window
provides an adequate ledge
The interview continues
and she keeps...
spiral past her bare shoulders
and that wine-coloured dress
tightly wrapped
barely holds her
A web of black upon white
in a minimal pattern
stops above the knee
I catch a glimpse
of sheer satin
Checkerboard panties
ivory square at her core
compels my inquisitive mind
to want a little more
It would be less distracting
if she sat behind her desk,
but the skyscraper window
provides an adequate ledge
The interview continues
and she keeps...
#erotic
#temptation
477 reads
2 Comments
System Upgrade
Forty four looms on this horizon
and you keep asking what I want to do
We know there will be no wild parties
that reality long gone from possibility
Two years later, I still struggle with fun
how to achieve it, how to manufacture a high
that won't leave me low and insignificant
in the following days
Maybe this is why I avoid planning anything
engaging in little beyond expected routines
a personality,
flat as the prairies
level and boring.
This avatar had a good run
phantom applause
from all...
and you keep asking what I want to do
We know there will be no wild parties
that reality long gone from possibility
Two years later, I still struggle with fun
how to achieve it, how to manufacture a high
that won't leave me low and insignificant
in the following days
Maybe this is why I avoid planning anything
engaging in little beyond expected routines
a personality,
flat as the prairies
level and boring.
This avatar had a good run
phantom applause
from all...
#birthday
#rebirth
#confessional
380 reads
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Wisdom With A Widow
And the day labours on
mundane details and cardboard people
revolving through these doors
and I'm watching the clock;
a painful drip of seconds
You never see leather in this town
just a mass sea of camouflage jackets
- white faces and archaic attitudes
and so many uninspired dudes
wearing the badge that screams possession is everything
Fists don't lie.
One must be selective in taste,
and I have had to train my eye
to detect the right candidates
for my extracurricular passions
So many seem cut...
mundane details and cardboard people
revolving through these doors
and I'm watching the clock;
a painful drip of seconds
You never see leather in this town
just a mass sea of camouflage jackets
- white faces and archaic attitudes
and so many uninspired dudes
wearing the badge that screams possession is everything
Fists don't lie.
One must be selective in taste,
and I have had to train my eye
to detect the right candidates
for my extracurricular passions
So many seem cut...
#fiction
#sensual
#boredom
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Stick Shift
#erotic
#memories
#polyamory
633 reads
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The Dying Troubadour
No high in the endeavour
spilling all I have
into the exhaustive process
of entertainment
If I could only be satisfied
one follower to remind me
that invested minutes
are not completely wasted
Would it comfort these doubts?
I stretch my voice into discomfort
to inject some variety
into a rather redundant offer
but Radiohead said it best,
"Anyone Can Play Guitar."
I really landed in the wrong era
click tracks, bleeps and formulas
studio manipulations, heavy compression ...
spilling all I have
into the exhaustive process
of entertainment
If I could only be satisfied
one follower to remind me
that invested minutes
are not completely wasted
Would it comfort these doubts?
I stretch my voice into discomfort
to inject some variety
into a rather redundant offer
but Radiohead said it best,
"Anyone Can Play Guitar."
I really landed in the wrong era
click tracks, bleeps and formulas
studio manipulations, heavy compression ...
#music
#confusion
403 reads
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Shock Me Electric
Take those hands
sculpt me rigid
so you can ride
not below
but above me
mashing your breasts
in my face
twisting your form
to hit the need
hear me whimper
under your command
up and down
every nerve
drawing the voltage
to electrocute.
sculpt me rigid
so you can ride
not below
but above me
mashing your breasts
in my face
twisting your form
to hit the need
hear me whimper
under your command
up and down
every nerve
drawing the voltage
to electrocute.
#lust
663 reads
3 Comments
Strumming For One
A catalogue of songs
to choose from
some span twenty five years
It has become such a tame affair
early gigs
dressing down
This audacious nature
plays it safe
edgier material banked for another gig
A pedestrian audience
seated and non-responsive
watching others for permission to clap
But there will be one spirited listener
each strum inspiring a little movement
a body eager to feel a rhythm
We will not meet afterwards
but she will guide me through twenty minutes
and I won't feel...
to choose from
some span twenty five years
It has become such a tame affair
early gigs
dressing down
This audacious nature
plays it safe
edgier material banked for another gig
A pedestrian audience
seated and non-responsive
watching others for permission to clap
But there will be one spirited listener
each strum inspiring a little movement
a body eager to feel a rhythm
We will not meet afterwards
but she will guide me through twenty minutes
and I won't feel...
#music
#MyInspiration
354 reads
2 Comments
Bulge
Who will it be?
One unsuspecting soul
trolling through countless possible escapes
decides to click on me
You want a story, do you?
You caught me in a lonely moment,
a retrospective glaze on the potential reader
an ex-lover...an old classmate
someone wanting to get juiced a little
spots requiring that human touch
a hand
fingers
a mouth
I fear the immediacy of this fire
housed in the perfect crease of these trousers
mounting...still semi-hard
In the absence of a companion
it seems...
One unsuspecting soul
trolling through countless possible escapes
decides to click on me
You want a story, do you?
You caught me in a lonely moment,
a retrospective glaze on the potential reader
an ex-lover...an old classmate
someone wanting to get juiced a little
spots requiring that human touch
a hand
fingers
a mouth
I fear the immediacy of this fire
housed in the perfect crease of these trousers
mounting...still semi-hard
In the absence of a companion
it seems...
#lust
#loneliness
445 reads
7 Comments
Put It In Me, Now!
#sex
722 reads
5 Comments
Can You Feel Her In The Air?
Lining the bed in flannel
a chill has come
The passages of skin
fading into
longer dresses
and sleeved arms
Layers upon the geography
bodies cloaked
for the return of Autumn.
Her cool breath,
alleviating the humidity
collecting in the pits
She has her own spells to cast.
a chill has come
The passages of skin
fading into
longer dresses
and sleeved arms
Layers upon the geography
bodies cloaked
for the return of Autumn.
Her cool breath,
alleviating the humidity
collecting in the pits
She has her own spells to cast.
#fall
#nature
377 reads
6 Comments
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