Tag: Poetry: 2010

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The Boy in the Shiny Black Dress

No whisper, plea, cock or song
has penetrated deeply in ever so long
not enough to be felt
Just the hand he’s been dealt
The boy in the shiny black dress.

With eyes made of riddles
telling lies like they’re gospel
the boy is a wizard who needs to be seen.

In the lacy black darkness
those eyes hide a hardness
that the frilly black silk tries to harness obscene.

My words make no sense
in the light of such madness
The light of the day drives dreams dripped in sadness.

But what of the truth
in the dark of such magic
The night of such lies is what makes us both tragic.

And there is no song, cock, plea or whisper
can charm the illusion behind the boy’s zipper
not enough to be felt
Just the hand he’s been dealt
The boy in the shiny black dress.

Written By Jason Wright
April 23, 2010

For George: Who Was There Though He Wasn’t.

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The Dream:

I was roused from sleep
that I never slept,

Remembering tears
that I’d never wept,

Driving through rain
that never did fall,

I traveled without ever
moving at all.

I drifted through strangers
from far distant lands,

Until he arrived
with the clasping of hands,

And lost in his eyes
and his smile alight,

The dream began waking
and the grounded took flight.

He haunted me
though he was not even dead,

“You’re a little smitten already”
he said,

And then found in a kiss
and then lost in the dance…

Perfection is seldom found
in romance.

“Maybe Someday”
is a song by The Cure,

The words that he spoke
and then left me unsure,

If this weren’t a dream
then how to resist?

Only in dreams
could this dream exist.

Written By Jason Wright
March 13, 2010

For Christian

— My Thoughts: 10-23-26

Reading this now, in 2026, I don’t actually remember who Christian was, but looking at my old blog, he was apparently some guy I met online who I hoped to be friends with. Possibly more? I was dating Michael Slaughter at the time but things were tense between us and we were soon in an open relationship due to his constant cheating and inability be honest with me about it. I thought if we were open and it was expected that we’d be seeing other people he could be more direct with me with less fear or repercussions – and that I might actually know him on the level that I had long hoped to. That didn’t work out though. I wonder what might have been if I’d just ended things with him sooner? I wonder about him a lot actually; I imagine various scenarios and so I’ve written about him a lot over the years, Michael, not Christian, who again, I don’t really remember.

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