A Work in Progress…
When you cut me out
it feels like betrayal.
When you strut and nut
it reveals our portrayal
of unified bliss
is a kiss and a drug.
Whatever you do
it will not be enough
to slake my erection
and satisfy hunger:
Symptoms of sickness
from when I was younger.
Written by Jason Wright
September 19, 2019
Write for retirement;
just at your leisure.
Write for requirement
or write for just pleasure.
Write without warning
for real life and poetry.
Write about mourning
or strife (if unknowingly).
How is it my choice
supported thy fighting?
How is it my voice
(distorted by writing)
is what liberates me
when lies often do
more than castrate me
when lies are the truth?
Written by Jason Wright
September 12, 2019