Smile

Rough Enough

You know when that person who thinks you are pretty special wants you to jump them; wants it, needs it. You better be able to give it your best shot, go the distance, produce the goods, make their toes curl, get them to call your name out loud.

Of course, if you are with the right person, it should all cum naturally. You know, your tail should already be wagging for them. They shouldn't have to ask, you know... nudge, nudge, wink, wink.

Especially boys because, you know, we evolved that way. It is in our genes, some may say DNA. We can't help it, it is beyond our control.

Big smile.

Muscles

Strong enough

I don't always have people on my side, I mostly have to fend for myself. You know, if you want something done...

But, it doesn't matter, as I am strong enough. That's what a friend said when I question doing it alone? But you don't need people on your side, you are the strongest person I know.

Yeah, but sometimes it would be nice.

Pink and Blue and Lime Green

Walking Home

When I walk home in the winter evening at dusk, looking down watching one foot step and then the other, one step after the other, step, step, step, I never feel quite so alone.

“Hey mate, what are you doing?”

“I’m watching my feet.”

“Why are you watching your feet, mate?”

“So, I don’t feel quite so along.”

“Shouldn’t you be watching the way you are walking home?”

“Oh, I’m part bat,” I say. “So that is okay.”

“Part bat, you say?”

“Yes, that is why I can watch my feet this way?”

“That is why you can watch your feet this way?”

“Yes, I can see my feet and then I’m not walking alone.”

“You can see your feet so you aren’t walking alone?”

“And my bat senses guide me home.”

“Your bat senses guide you home?

“And all the way, I never feel alone.”

“Because you look down and watch your feet?”

“Yes, if I didn’t look down, I might just feel the defeat.”

“Watching your feet, you never feel alone?”

“That’s right, as I make the long walk home.”

Rich

The richer you are, the more likely that you are to lie and cheat to maintain your wealth. That's what capitalism encourages.

Whatever it takes to stay at the top.

Do what you have to do to remain king of the crop.

It doesn’t matter who you have to step on, or knock off the rock.

Kings of industry, conservative commentator’s gods.

And conservative politician’s reason to breath.

Right wing punter’s ability to dream,

even if they will never realise that level themselves.

That doesn’t seem to matter, as long as they have something to which to aspire, they can go on living in their own personal denial.

The rich paradox, some may say is pretty vile.

The rich get to keep their wealth, with integrity, or stealth, and those who will never have it, mysteriously, clap to their good health.

White Towel in the Shower

Beauty

Is it a curse to be too beautiful?

Do you think you'd ever know if people liked you for who you were and not how you look in a towel?

Do you think you could live with such hardship like that?

Can you imagine the different life that the beautiful live?

People looking at you, all eyes in the room.

People hitting on you, all wanting to sleep with you.

The dates you’d have, just like that.

Can you imagine having anyone you wanted?

Never going home alone.

Sunday mornings with a different face,

someone new inhabiting your space.

Learning their names, saying the right one out loud,

never being alone in a crowd.

Never confusing a boy for a girl, 

because they’d both want to get with you,

that is for sure.

Girlfriends and boyfriends galore,

never having to pay, or even the score.

It doesn’t cost the beautiful anything to stay.

The cost of inclusion is the smile on your face.

Sam online

I met up with Sam on Gaydar, it was a quiet Sunday afternoon. We got chatting, easily, he invited me over.

One thing lead to another, we fucked on his bed.

He wanted to do it without a condom, that was clear, he would have done it. I so wanted to too, but we didn't.

He's got a housmate who does lot's of interstate work, he's often home alone.

Use The Remote

Use the remote, is my term for changing the story, changing the back drop, changing your life. You know, if you could point the remote at boring people, uninspired jobs, whatever you wanted to pause, or change, or replace.

Click, stop.

Whoosh, change.

Zap, gone.

I think we all can, change our own stories. We can make our lives better, if we really want to.

It's about changing the things you don't like, we all can.

Blue Shutters

I Guess it's a Compliment

I enchant and entrance and make people’s lives better and their work experience more enjoyable and then I leave and they never hear from, or see, me again. And their lives are not as full as they were when I was around.

According to an old work buddy, I ran into. Almost his exact words. How about that? One of the few times in life that I have been speechless.

I guess it's a compliment.

I laughed and changed the subject, asked him how he was?

That is too much to live up to.

Dancing In The Doorway

Dreams

One of my best mates at school always wanted to be a dashing ambulance driver, speeding through the city saving lives. I hear that he’s been driving RACV vans for the last fifteen years. 

Just Do It

In all the time that you worry about a task you need to get done, usually I find that the task could have been easily completed in all the time you spend worrying about it.

Funny how we don't see it.

Funny how we don't just do it and worry less.

I guess it is all about self esteem. Well, it has to be, now doesn't it, otherwise we'd simply go straight ahead with all the confidence that is required.