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koncept erogrotesek zastrzeżony. Wymyślony 21.4.10. i cały, cały mój.... (koncept. tak). erogroteska = miniatura erotyzująca z elementami groteski, które wkradają się wbrew moim najlepszym intencjom....

the idea of an erogrotesque is copyrighted (or might as well be). Thought it up today (21.4.10.), googled, and it's mine, my precioussss (idea. right). an erogrotesque = a more or less erotic drabble, with some 'grotesque' thrown in for a good measure - it keeps interfering, against my best efforts....

Gdyby ktoś nie zauważył, tłumaczenie jest dość swobodne.
If you didn't notice, the translations are... loose at best.

poniedziałek, 22 listopada 2010

He's so cute. Cannot imagine touching him, but his m i n d is a thing of beauty.

I fall in love with minds. Is it weird? You tell me. I can feel him, bright, a beacon. I try not to look too directly. That spark of contact is an indulgence, and a slightly improper one, at that.

I can see him feeling me, too. Maybe as a source of light as well - especially bright student - maybe differently, when I try not to watch those expressive hands. There's no fulfillment, nor can there be, but the desire is real enough, there enough. When he goes off on wild tangents of the intellectual, I'm there, right behind.

It leaves an awkward silence afterwards, with a side of 'what just happened' for those witnessing. To that, I am used. It's not a first time.

Quick-witted. What a pleasure to meet him - stretch my mental legs, go for a run just because.

wtorek, 9 listopada 2010

friends with benefits

Friends with benefits. Splendid a concept, isn't it?

Oh, much more innocent than you think. And much less, in a way, haven't decided yet.
There we were - both attracted, both not in the mood; not in the relationship mode. So we still talk, even after painful honesty; still flirt, accustomed to aforementioned honesty; still enjoy the spark, the flow of it. Anxiety has faded to background noise now - my only non-anxious reaction to a man who's not gay begins with him clearly stating non-threatening intentions. Something to work with, isn't it?

Sometimes I wonder if I'm using him. If so, he's not first; I've had several different kinds of 'friends' by now. But he seems to enjoy himself, so what the hell, there's no equality ever, anyway. I like having a public. I like slowdancing in a burning room. I like the drop of danger, as long as it stays precisely a drop.

I like others, as well. Which is just as well. Well within the concept.

A least step up from crushing on every possible gay. Huh.

niedziela, 7 listopada 2010

[menu]: feel free to

[choose your prison. Choose your poison. Choose your cage.
Choose your causes. Choose your battles. Choose your rage.
Choose your feelings. Choose your lovers. Your mistakes.

Choose your choices – feel free to, don’t forget
To bend, to pretend, to not regret
Quiet the voices, do what it takes.]

[remember, not choosing is still a choice]
[while struggling with the responsible mind,
retain your voice.]

[and while your at it, change the light bulb
and fix us some world peace]

[[and yes, feel free to freak out
on your own schedule]]

piątek, 5 listopada 2010

let me sweeten
the ideal, the ordeal, the
order of
let me write
things that only make
me smile, with no
purpose, like
aimless walking
through the park, let me
touch your wording
dot your Is
with the raindrops sliding wetly
from my hair.

let me ask you to
let me
let me know you'll say yes

[obligatory irony so that
I won't take myself too
seriously. safeguarding
the soft]

wtorek, 2 listopada 2010


What's missing? melody. who wants to make an honest singer out of me?

I caressed you so much with thought
my hands aren't steady anymore
Before, I said I wasn't ready -
I'm not.

And still the truth was worth a shot
or maybe we've just gotten greedy
too needy, rushing words forgotten
that cost a lot.

I kissed you with my mind's eye
I cannot look at you
I touched you - phantom fingers
and now I'm falling through
we grabbed each other tightly
but said we won't hold on
don't wanna be together
don't wanna be alone

second verse missing - maybe still to come?